Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Life During Wartime , by - The Adventures. Song from the album Theodore And Friends, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.1984
Record label: Chrysalis
Song language: English
Life During Wartime |
| Heard of a van that is loaded with weapons |
| Packed up and ready to go |
| Heard of some grave sites 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 brownstone, I 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, couple of visas |
| Don’t even know my real name |
| High on a hillside 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 |
| 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 |
| Heard about houston? |
| heard about detroit? |
| Heard about pittsburgh, PA? |
| You oughta know not to stand by the window |
| Somebody might see you up there |
| I got some groceries, some peanut butter |
| To last a couple of days |
| But I ain’t got no speakers, ain’t got no headphones |
| 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 in with the crowd |
| We got computers, we’re tapping phone 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 |
| 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 you 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 |