Chords for songsLife During WartimeLife During Wartime chordsby Talking HeadsYear: 1979Genre: AlternativeGuitarSimplifiedOriginalTabsTuning E A D G B ECapo No capoTransposeEADGBEAmAELearnSmart scrollChord HighlightIntro 1Am A Am Am Am A Am Am Verse 1Am Heard of a van that is A loaded with weapons Am Packed up and ready to go Heard of some grave sites, A out by the highway Am A place where nobody knows The sound of gunfire, is A off in the distance, Am I'm getting used to it now Lived in a brownstone, A lived in a ghetto, Am I've lived all over this town Chorus 1E This ain't no party, this ain't no disco, This ain't no fooling around E No time for dancing, or lovey dovey, Verse 2I ain't got time for that now Am Transmit the message, A to the receiver, Am Hope for an answer some day I got three passports, a A couple of visas, Am You don't even know my real name High on a hillside, A the trucks are loading, Am Everything's ready to roll I sleep in the daytime, I A work in the nighttime, Am I might not ever get home Chorus 2E This ain't no party, this ain't no disco, This ain't no fooling around E This ain't no Mudd Club, or C. B. G. B Interlude 1I ain't got time for that now Am A Am Am Am A Am Am Verse 3Am Heard about Houston? A Heard about Detroit? Am Heard about Pittsburgh, P. A.? You oughta know not to A stand by the window Am Somebody see you up there I got some groceries, A some peanut butter, Am To last a couple of days But I ain't got no speakers, A ain't got no headphones, Am Ain't got no records to play Chorus 3E Why stay in college? Why go to night school? Gonna be different this time E Can't write a letter, can't send no postcard, Verse 4I ain't got time for that now Am Trouble in transit, A got through the roadblock, Am We blended in with the crowd We got computers, A we're tapping phone lines, Am I know that that ain't allowed We dress like students, A we dress like housewives, Am Or in a suit and a tie I changed my hairstyle, A so many times now, Am I don't know what I look like! Verse 5Am You make me shiver, A I feel so tender, Am We make a pretty good team Don't get exhausted, A I'll do some driving, Am You ought to get you some sleep Burned all my notebooks, A what good are notebooks? Am They won't help me survive My chest is aching, A burns like a furnace, Am The burning keeps me alive [Fade out]
