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Life During Wartime (2003 Remaster)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Byrne
David Byrne
Guitar
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Keyboards
Tina Weymouth
Tina Weymouth
Bass Guitar
Gene Wilder
Gene Wilder
Congas
Brian Eno
Brian Eno
Electronics
Ari Up
Ari Up
Congas
Christopher Frantz
Christopher Frantz
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Byrne
David Byrne
Songwriter
Tina Weymouth
Tina Weymouth
Songwriter
Christopher Frantz
Christopher Frantz
Songwriter
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Talking Heads
Talking Heads
Producer
Chris Martinez
Chris Martinez
Assistant Engineer
Dave Hewitt
Dave Hewitt
Assistant Engineer
Fred Ridder
Fred Ridder
Assistant Engineer
Julie Last
Julie Last
Assistant Engineer
Kouster McAllister
Kouster McAllister
Assistant Engineer
Phil Gitomer
Phil Gitomer
Assistant Engineer
Tom Heid
Tom Heid
Assistant Engineer
Neal Teeman
Neal Teeman
Engineer
Rod O'Brien
Rod O'Brien
Engineer
Brian Eno
Brian Eno
Producer
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Joe Barbaria
Joe Barbaria
Engineer

Lyrics

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 a brownstone, I 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 for that now Transmit the message to the receiver Hope for an answer some day I got three passports, couple of visas Don't even know my real name High on a hillside trucks are loading Everything's ready to roll I sleep in the daytime, I work in the nightime 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 no mudd club, or C.B.G.B. I ain't got time for that now 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 for that now Heard about houston? heard about detroit? Heard about pittsburgh, PA? You oughta know not to stand by the window Somebody might 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 can't write nothing at all This ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling around I'd love you hold you, I'd like to kiss you I ain't got no 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 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 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 My chest is aching, burns like a furnace The burning keeps me alive
Writer(s): Tina Weymouth, Chris Franz, David Byrne, Jerry Harrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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