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Heard of a van that is loaded with weapons |
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Packed up and ready to go |
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Heard of some grave sites out by the highway |
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A place where nobody knows |
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The sound of gunfire off in the distance |
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I'm getting used to it now |
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Lived in a brownstone, I lived in the ghetto |
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I've lived all over this town |
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This ain't no party, this ain't no disco |
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This ain't no fooling around |
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No time for dancing, or lovey dovey |
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I ain't got time for that now |
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Transmit the message to the receiver |
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Hope for an answer some day |
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I got three passports, couple of visas |
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Don't even know my real name |
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High on a hillside trucks are loading |
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Everything's ready to roll |
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I sleep in the daytime, I work in the nightime |
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I might not ever get home |
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This ain't no party, this ain't no disco |
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This ain't no fooling around |
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This ain't no mudd club, or C.B.G.B. |
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I ain't got time for that now |
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This ain't no party, this ain't no disco |
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This ain't no fooling around |
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No time for dancing, or lovey dovey |
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I ain't got time for that now |
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Heard about houston? heard about detroit? |
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Heard about pittsburgh, PA? |
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You oughta know not to stand by the window |
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Somebody might see you up there |
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I got some groceries, some peanut butter |
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To last a couple of days |
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But I ain't got no speakers, ain't got no headphones |
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Ain't got no records to play |
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Why stay in college? why go to night school? |
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Gonna be different this time? |
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Can't write a letter, can't send a postcard |
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I can't write nothing at all |
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This ain't no party, this ain't no disco |
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This ain't no fooling around |
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I'd love you hold you, I'd like to kiss you |
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I ain't got no time for that now |
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Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock |
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We blended in with the crowd |
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We got computers, we're tapping phone lines |
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I know that ain't allowed |
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We dress like students, we dress like housewives |
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Or in a suit and a tie |
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I changed my hairstyle so many times now |
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Don't know what I look like |
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You make me shiver, I feel so tender |
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We make a pretty good team |
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Don't get exhausted, I'll do some driving |
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You ought to get you some sleep |
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Burned all my notebooks, what good are notebooks? |
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They won't help me survive |
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My chest is aching, burns like a furnace |
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The burning keeps me alive |
