AC/DC — The Furor

Hey, what's the furor? [Verse 1] Kick the dust, wipe the crime from the main street Await the coming of The Lord Hanging 'round with them low down and dirties Bringing order from the boss What's the furor 'bout it all? Leave you panting, bust your balls Kicked around, messed about, get your hands dirty On the killing floor [Chorus] I'm your furor I'm your furor, baby Come on, yeah [Verse 2] Frame of mind, cross the line to a new state I can shake the law Friend of mine gonna build me a new place Not knocking door-to-door [Chorus] I'm your furor I'm your furor, baby What's your furor? I'm your furor, baby [Bridge] Bring on the furor C'mon [Solo] [Chorus] Well, I'm your furor What's your furor, baby? Feel the furor I'm your furor, baby I'm your furor What's your furor, baby? Feel the furor You're my furor I'm your furor I'm your furor