(A. Young M. Young B. Johnson)

I'm rolling thunder pouring rain

I'm coming on like a hurricane

My lightning's flashing across the sky

You're only young but you're gonna die

I won't take no prisoners won't spare no lives

Nobody's putting up a fight

I got my bell I'm gonna take you to hell

I'm gonna get ya satan get ya



Hells bells, hells bells

Hells bells, you got me ringing

Hells bells, my temperature's high

Hells bells



I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine

If you're into evil you're a friend of mine

See the white light flashing as I split the night

Cos if good's on the left then I'm sticking to the right

I won't take no prisoners won't spare no lives

Nobody's puttin' up a fight

I got my bell I'm gonna take you to hell

I'm gonna get ya satan get ya



Hells bells, hells bells

Hells bells, you got me ringing

Hells bells, my temperature's high

Hells bells



Hells bells, satan' coming to you

Hells bells, he's ringing them now



Those hells bells, my temperature's high

Hells bells, across the sky

Hells bells, they're taking you down

Hells bells, they're dragging you down

Hells bells, gonna split the night

Hells bells, there's no way to fight



Hells bells