Escrita por Malcolm Young, Angus Young, Brian Johnson

Yeah, yeah
The blood in my veins was runnin’ right through my brain
There was a cop with a gun
Who was runnin’ around insane
Three fifty arrests
No bullet proof vest
Now ain’t that a shame
We wanted to play
Play for the crowd
Law said no way
Cause you’re on your way out

 

Bedlam in Belgium
Bedlam in Belgium

 

The place was a jumpin’
And the booze was going down
There’s a curfew at ten
You been working overtime
We don’t play just for pay
So we’d like to stay
Stay just the same
He gave me a crack in the back with his gun
Hurt me so bad I could feel the blood run

 

Bedlam in Belgium
It was bedlam in Belgium
Bedlam in Belgium
Came for a good time and left on the run
Bedlam in Belgium, yeah
Who’s to blame
It’s a shame

 

Bedlam
In Belgium
It was bedlam
Getting ready
Stayed on the stage cops in a rage
Crowd yelled for more it was war, war, war

 

Bedlam in Belgium
It was bedlam in Belgium
Bedlam in Belgium
Came for a good time and left on the run
Bedlam in Belgium
It was bedlam (in Belgium)
It was bedlam (in Belgium)
It was bedlam
And law got the drop on
Me