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 gettin' used to it now
Lived in a brownstone
Lived in a ghetto
I've lived all over this town
This ain't no party
This ain't no disco
This ain't no foolin' 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
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
I sleep in the daytime
I work in the nighttime
I might not ever get home
This ain't no party
This ain't no disco
This ain't no foolin' around
This ain't no Mudd Club
or C.B.G.B.
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 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 ain't got 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 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
I 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