Discover the poetic beauty in ‘C.O.D.’ by AC/DC. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of AC/DC or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Call of a dog, cry of a bitch
Cream of a dream is the cause of the itch
Call of the doctor, cash on demand
If you get enough rope, might even hang
[Chorus]
C.O.D. – care of the devil
C.O.D. – the devil in me
C.O.D. – care of the devil
Care of the devil in me
The curse of love is the cause of the pain
The crime of the day is when you do it again
Call of the doctor, cash on demand
If you give them a finger, they’ll take off your hand
[Chorus]
(Down to the devil with me)
Call of the dove, cry of a bitch
The sign of the sinner, the size of his itch
[Chorus]
I’m paying, paying, I’m paying C.O.D.
Care of the devil, care of the devil in me
It’s the curse of love