Living easy, living free
    Season ticket on a one-way ride
    Asking nothing, leave me be
    Taking everything in my stride
    Don’t need reason, don’t need rhyme
    Ain’t nothing I would rather do
    Going down, party time
    My friends are gonna be there too
    I’m on the highway to hell
    No stop signs, speed limit
    Nobody’s gonna slow me down
    Like a wheel, gonna spin it
    Nobody’s gonna mess me round
    Hey Satan, payed my dues
    Playing in a rocking band
    Hey Momma, look at me
    I’m on my way to the promised land
    I’m on the highway to hell
    (Don’t stop me)
    And I’m going down, all the way down
    I’m on the highway to hell

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