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 [It's the razor's edge]

Gotta razors edge [Well, the razor's edge]

You'll be cut to shreds [that you'll be cut to shreds]

by the razors edge [gotta razor's edge]

Gotta razors edge [by the razor's edge]