Life During Wartime - Os Paralamas Do Sucesso

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 Brownstone, 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 or that know

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 the night time

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 the Mudd Club or CBGB

I ain’t got time for that now

Heard about Houston, heard about Detroit?

Heard about Pittsburgh, P.A.

You’ve got to to learn not to stand by the window

Somebody see you up there

Ive 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 play

Why go to college, why go to high school?

It will be different this time

Can’t write a letter, can’t send a postcard

I can write nothing at all

This 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 hold you

I ain’t got time for that know