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Am
Heard of a van that is laaded 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 Brownstone lived in the Ghetto
I've lived all over this town
E
This ain't no party this ain't no disco
This ain't no fooling arond
No time for dancing or lovey dovey
I ain't got time for that now
Am
Transmit 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 nightime
I might not ever get home
E
This ain't no party this ain't no dico this ain't no fooling around
This ain't the Mudd Club or CBGB
I ain't got time for tha now
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Am
Heard about Houstoun
Heard about Detroit
Heard about Pittsburgh P A
You've got to learn not to stand by the window
Somebody see you up there
I've gor some groveries
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 play
E
Why go to college to highschool
E E
It will be different this time
E E
Can't write a letter can't send a postcard
E
I can write nothing at all
E E
This ain't no party this ain't no disco
E E
This ain't no fooling around
E
I'd like to kiss you I'd love to fuck you
E
I ain't got time for that now