Life During Wartime (Live)-Talking Heads

歌手 : Talking Heads

专辑 : Sand In The Vaseline

语种 : 英语

时长 : 05:05

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TXT Life During Wartime (Live)-Talking Heads 文本歌词

Heard of a van that is loaded with weapons

Packed up and ready to go

Heard of some gravesites out by the highway

A place where nobody knows

The sound of gunfire off in the distance

I'm getting used to it now

Lived in a brownstore lived in the ghetto

I've lived all over this town

This ain't no party this ain't no disco

This ain't no fooling around

No time for dancing or lovey dovey

I ain't got time for that now

Transmit the message to the receiver

Hope for an answer some day

I got three passports a couple of visas

You don't even know my real name

High on a hillside the trucks are loading

Everything's ready to roll

I sleep in the daytime I work in the nightime

I might not ever get home

This ain't no party this ain't no disco

This ain't no fooling around

This ain't no mudd club or C B G B

I ain't got time for that now

Heard about Houston Heard about Detroit

Heard about Pittsburgh P A

You oughta know not to stand by the window

Somebody might see you up there

I got some groceries some peant butter

To last a couple of days

But I ain't got no speakers ain't got no

Heaphones ain't got no records to play

Why stay in college Why go to night school

Gonna be different this time

Can't write a letter can't send a postcard

I can't write nothing at all

This ain't no party this ain't no disco

This ain't no fooling around

I'd love you hold you I'd like to kiss you

I ain't got no time for that now

Trouble in transit got through the roadblock

We blended with the crowd

We got computer we're tapping pohne lines

I know that ain't allowed

We dress like students we dress like housewives

Or in a suit and a tie

I changed my hairstyle so many times now

I don't know what I look like

You make me shiver I feel so tender

We make a pretty good team

Don't get exhausted I'll do some driving

You ought to get some sleep

Burned all my notebooks what good are

Notebooks They won't help me survive

My chest is aching burns like a furnace

The burning keeps me alive