life during wartime

[Intro]
[Primeira Parte]
Am
(Riff 1)
Heard of a van that is loaded
With weapons packed up and ready to go
(Riff 1)
Heard of some gravesites
Out by the highway a place where nobody knows
(Riff 1)
The sound of gunfire, off in the distance
I'm getting used to it now
(Riff 1)
Lived in a brownstone, lived in the ghetto
I've lived all over this town

[Refrão]
[Segunda Parte]
Am
(Riff 1)
Transmit the message, to the receiver
Hope for an answer some day
(Riff 1)
I got three passports, couple of visas
Don't even know my real name
(Riff 1)
High on a hillside, trucks are loading
Everything's ready to roll
(Riff 1)
I sleep in the daytime, I work in the nightime
I might not ever get home

[Refrão]
E
(Riff 2)
This ain't no party, this ain't no disco
This ain't no fooling around
(Riff 2)

[Próxima Parte]
This ain't no mudd club, or C B G
I ain't got time for that now
Am

[Solo]
[Terceira Parte]
Am
(Riff 1)
Heard about Houston? Heard about Detroit?
Heard about Pittsburgh, PA?
(Riff 1)
You oughta know not to stand by the window
Somebody might see you up there
(Riff 1)
I got some groceries, some peanut butter
To last a couple of days
(Riff 1)
But I ain't got no speakers
Ain't got no headphones
Ain't got no records to play

[Refrão 2]
E
(Riff 2)
Why stay in college? why go to night school?
Gonna be different this time?
(Riff 2)
Can't write a letter, can't send a postcard
I can't write nothing at all

[Próxima Parte]
I'd love you hold you, I'd like to kiss you
I ain't got no time for that now

[Quarta Parte]
Am
(Riff 1)
Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock
We blended in with the crowd
(Riff 1)
We got computers, we're tapping phone lines
I know that ain't allowed
(Riff 1)
We dress like students
we dress like housewives, or in a suit and a tie
(Riff 1)
I changed my hairstyle so many times now
Don't know what I look like!
(Riff 1)
You make me shiver, I feel so tender
We make a pretty good team
(Riff 1)
Don't get exhausted, I'll do some driving
You ought to get you some sleep
(Riff 1)
Burned all my notebooks, what good are notebooks?
They won't help me survive
(Riff 1)
My chest is aching, burns like a furnace
The burning keeps me alive