Intro: Am (Am /G /F# F) x2 AmAmHeard of a van that is loaded with weapons packed up and ready to goHeard of some gravesites, out by the highway a place where nobody knowsThe sound of gunfire, off in the distance, I'm getting used to it nowLived in a brownstone, lived in the ghetto, I've lived all over this townEThis ain't no party, this ain't no disco, this ain't no fooling aroundNo time for dancing, or lovey dovey, I ain't got time for that nowAmTransmit the message, to the receiver, hope for an answer some dayI got three passports, couple of visas, don't even know my real nameHigh on a hillside, trucks are loading, everything's ready to rollI sleep in the daytime, I work in the nightime, I might not ever get homeEThis ain't no party, this ain't no disco, this ain't no fooling aroundThis ain't no mudd club, or C B G B, I ain't got time for that nowSolo: AmEThis ain't no party, this ain't no disco, this ain't no fooling aroundNo time for dancing, or lovey dovey, I ain't got time for that nowAmHeard about Houston? Heard about Detroit? heard about Pittsburgh, PA?You oughta know not to stand by the window, somebody might see you up thereI got some groceries, some peanut butter, to last a couple of daysBut I ain't got no speakers, ain't got no headphones, ain't got no records to playEWhy 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 allThis ain't no party, this ain't no disco, this ain't no fooling aroundI'd love you hold you, I'd like to kiss you, I ain't got no time for that nowAmTrouble in transit, got through the roadblock, we blended in with the crowdWe got computers, we're tapping phone lines, I know that ain't allowedWe dress like students, we dress like housewives, or in a suit and a tieI 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 teamDon't get exhausted, I'll do some driving, you ought to get you some sleepBurned all my notebooks, what good are notebooks?, They won't help me surviveMy chest is aching, burns like a furnace, the burning keeps me aliveSolo: Am** See the TAB on UG if you need help with the Am pattern...
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