Tekster: AC/DC. Ballbreaker. Furor.

[here comes the furor]
Kick the dust, wipe the crime from the main street
Await the coming of the lord
Hangin round with them low down and dirty
Bringing order from the boss
Whats the furor bout it all
Leave you pantin, bust your balls
Kicked around, messed about, get your hands dirty
On the killin floor

Im your furor
Im your furor, baby

[come on, yeah]

Friend of mine, cross the line to a new state
I can shake the law
Find a mine, gonna build me a new place
No knockin door to door

Im your furor

Im your furor, baby
Whats your furor
Im your furor

[yeah, yeah, yeah]

Bring on the furor [cmon]
[well] Im your furor
Whats your furor [baby]
Feel the furor
Im your furor baby
Im your furor
Whats your furor baby
Feel the furor
Youre my furor

Im your furor
Im your furor