AC / DC

    They bended zinc into a miniature can
    put carbon rods up in the back of a man
    he's licking his prongs, it's shocking his tongue
    he wanted a charged, but it's making him numb
    he don't know AC
    from fucking DC

    You get a body, but it isn't for keeps
    and every night you gotta die in your sleep
    you'll be excarnated, and still unaware
    the seat of your soul is playing musical chairs
    you don't get AC
    from fluxing DC

    Don't give me AC
    and say it's DC
    which one will clutch me?
    which will release me?
    whatever AC, whatever DC
    don't let it touch me
    it won't release me

    They keep sweeping the starlight
    under the rugs
    They keep doping the kids
    with these invisible drugs
    They keep pumping the mud
    into the sockets and plugs
    There's a dictator born
    each time a teenager shrugs

    (Refrain)

    What
    is the sound of one hand slapping
    your face before
    your parents were born

    You don't AC from fucking DC

    (Refrain)