The Razors Edge - AC/DC

There’s fighting on the left

And marching on the right

Don’t look up in the sky

You’re gonna die of fright

Here comes the razors edge

You’re living on the edge

Don’t know wrong from right

They’re breathing down your neck

You’re running out of lives

And here comes the razors edge

Here comes the razors edge

The razors edge

Razors edge, to raise the dead

Razors edge, to cut to shreds

To raise the dead

Here comes the razors edge

Here comes the razors edge

Well here it comes to cut to shreds

The razors edge

The razors edge

Gotta razors edge

You’ll be cut to shreds

by the razors edge

Gotta razors edge