Lyrics: C.O.D. by AC/DC
Call of a dog, cry of a bitch The cream of a dream is the cause of the itch Call on the doctor, cash on demand If I get enough rope, might even hang 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 on the doctor, cash on demand If you give them a finger, they'll take off your hand 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 Down to the devil with me Call of the dog, cry of a bitch The sign of a sinner's the size of his itch C.O.D., care of the devil C.O.D., the devil in me C.O.D., care of the devil C.O.D., oh C.O.D., care of the devil C.O.D., the devil in me C.O.D., care of the devil C.O.D., oh, care of the devil in me 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
Exploring the Meaning of “C.O.D.”
The Devil Within
“C.O.D.” by AC/DC uses gritty, evocative language to explore the darker sides of human nature. The recurring phrase “care of the devil” suggests a struggle with inner demons, temptation, and the consequences of desire. The lyrics evoke a sense of danger and rebellion, with lines like “the curse of love is the cause of the pain” hinting at the destructive potential of passion. The song’s raw energy and biting metaphors paint a picture of someone grappling with the costs of their choices, ultimately suggesting that everyone has a bit of the devil inside.
Song Credits
- Artist: AC/DC
- Songwriters: Angus Young, Malcolm Young, Brian Johnson
- Release Year: 1981
- Label: Atlantic Records