Who Made Who AC/DC Lyrics: The video game says “Play me”. Face it on a level, but it takes you every time on a one on one . Feel it runnin' down your spine. Nothin' gonna save your one last dime 'cause it owns you through and through. The data bank knows my number; says I gotta pay 'cause I made the grade last year. An’ feel it when I turn the screw. Kicks you ‘round the world. There ain't a thing that it can't do, do to you, yeah. Who made who, who made you? Who made who, ain't nobody told you? Who made who, who made you? If you made ‘em and they made you, who pick up the bill and who made who? Ain’t no body told you? And who made who? Who told you? Satellites send me picture; get it in the eye, take it to the world. Spinnin' like a dynamo. Feel it goin' round and round. Runnin' outta chips. You got no line in an 8-bit town. So don't look down. Who mad...