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Letra de Life During Wartime (Ao Vivo)

Heard of a van, loaded up with weapons Packed up and ready to go Heard of a grave site, out by the highway A place where nobody knows The sound of gunfire, off in the distance I'm getting used to it now I've lived in brownstones, lived in a ghetto I've lived all over this townThis ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling around No time for dancing, nor lovey-dovey I ain't got time for that nowTransmit the message to the receiver Hope for an answer someday 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 Sleep in the daytime, work in nighttime I might not ever get homeThis ain't no party, this ain't no disco, this ain't no fooling around This ain't the Mudd Club, nor CBGB I ain't got time for that nowHeard about Houston? Heard about Detroit? Heard about Pittsburgh, P.A.? You've got to learn not to stand by the window Somebody see you up thereI've got some groceries Some peanut butter To last couple of days But I ain't got no speakers Ain't got no headphones Ain't got no records to playWhy go to college, why go to high school? It will be different this time I can't write a letter, can't send a postcard I can write nothing at allThis ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling around I'd like to kiss you, I'd love to fuck you I ain't got time for that now