Chords for Talking Heads - Life During Wartime (Video)
Tempo:
133.35 bpm
Chords used:
Am
A
E
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
[Am]
[A] Heard of a band, sold out their weapons,
looking ready to go.
[Am] Heard of it in some great songs,
up [A] on the highway,
I just went boom, boom, and no.
[Am] Sold a gunfire,
[A] I walked from a distance,
I'm a human now.
Livin' in Bombay,
livin' in the ghetto,
I've lived all over this town.
[C] [E] This ain't no party,
this ain't no disco,
this ain't no foolin' around.
No proper dancers,
or no big don'ts,
I ain't never gonna die.
[A] Can't resist,
what fun that is someday.
[Am] I got three pounds of gun stuff,
a couple of pieces,
you don't even [A] know my real name.
High on a newsletter,
I'm uploading,
everything's [Am] ready to roll.
[A] Sleeping the daytime,
I work in the nighttime,
I [Am] ain't never gonna give up.
[E] This ain't no party,
no disco,
no foolin' around.
This ain't the mud club,
or CBTV.
[Am]
[Am]
Heard about Houston,
heard about the youth fight,
heard about the foster TA.
You oughta know,
now that I stand by my window,
somebody's sleeping up there.
I got some groceries,
some peanut butter,
so I'll last a couple days.
But I ain't got no sleepers,
ain't got no headphones,
ain't got no records to play.
[E] What's this, college?
Why go to night school?
Gonna be different this time.
Has to know what's good,
but ain't got time for that now.
[Am] Traveling in transit,
got to move my robots,
with Wendy in the crowd.
We've got computers,
we've got the phone lines,
I know that that ain't allowed.
We dress like schoolies,
we dress like hustlers,
only to poop every time.
I've changed my hairstyle so many times now,
I don't know what I look like.
You make me struggle,
but I will surrender.
You're pretty, you're clean,
you don't get exhausted.
I'll give you some time,
you're on a mission to save.
[Am]
[A] Heard of a band, sold out their weapons,
looking ready to go.
[Am] Heard of it in some great songs,
up [A] on the highway,
I just went boom, boom, and no.
[Am] Sold a gunfire,
[A] I walked from a distance,
I'm a human now.
Livin' in Bombay,
livin' in the ghetto,
I've lived all over this town.
[C] [E] This ain't no party,
this ain't no disco,
this ain't no foolin' around.
No proper dancers,
or no big don'ts,
I ain't never gonna die.
[A] Can't resist,
what fun that is someday.
[Am] I got three pounds of gun stuff,
a couple of pieces,
you don't even [A] know my real name.
High on a newsletter,
I'm uploading,
everything's [Am] ready to roll.
[A] Sleeping the daytime,
I work in the nighttime,
I [Am] ain't never gonna give up.
[E] This ain't no party,
no disco,
no foolin' around.
This ain't the mud club,
or CBTV.
[Am]
[Am]
Heard about Houston,
heard about the youth fight,
heard about the foster TA.
You oughta know,
now that I stand by my window,
somebody's sleeping up there.
I got some groceries,
some peanut butter,
so I'll last a couple days.
But I ain't got no sleepers,
ain't got no headphones,
ain't got no records to play.
[E] What's this, college?
Why go to night school?
Gonna be different this time.
Has to know what's good,
but ain't got time for that now.
[Am] Traveling in transit,
got to move my robots,
with Wendy in the crowd.
We've got computers,
we've got the phone lines,
I know that that ain't allowed.
We dress like schoolies,
we dress like hustlers,
only to poop every time.
I've changed my hairstyle so many times now,
I don't know what I look like.
You make me struggle,
but I will surrender.
You're pretty, you're clean,
you don't get exhausted.
I'll give you some time,
you're on a mission to save.
Key:
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E
C
Am
A
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ Heard of a band, sold out their weapons,
_ looking ready to go.
_ [Am] _ Heard of it in some great songs,
up [A] on the highway,
I just went boom, boom, and no.
_ [Am] _ _ _ Sold a gunfire,
[A] I walked from a distance,
I'm a human now.
_ _ _ Livin' in Bombay,
livin' in the ghetto,
I've lived all over this town.
[C] _ _ [E] This ain't no party,
this ain't no disco,
this ain't no foolin' around.
_ _ No proper dancers,
or no big don'ts,
I ain't never gonna die.
_ _ [A] Can't resist, _ _
_ _ _ what fun that is someday.
_ _ _ [Am] I got three pounds of gun stuff,
a couple of pieces,
you don't even [A] know my real name.
_ High on a newsletter,
I'm uploading,
_ everything's [Am] ready to roll.
_ [A] _ _ Sleeping the daytime,
I work in the nighttime,
I [Am] ain't never gonna give up.
_ _ [E] This ain't no party,
no _ disco,
_ no foolin' around.
_ _ This ain't the mud club,
or CBTV. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Heard about Houston,
heard about the youth fight,
heard about the foster TA.
_ _ _ You oughta know,
now that I stand by my window,
_ somebody's sleeping up there.
_ _ I got some groceries,
some peanut butter,
so I'll last a couple days.
But I ain't got no sleepers,
ain't got no headphones,
ain't got no records to play.
_ _ [E] What's this, college?
Why go to night school?
Gonna be different this time. _ _ _ _ _ _
Has to know what's good,
but ain't got time for that now.
_ [Am] _ _ Traveling in transit,
got to move my robots,
with Wendy in the crowd.
_ _ We've got computers,
we've got the phone lines,
I know that that ain't allowed.
_ _ _ We dress like schoolies,
we dress like hustlers,
only to poop every time.
_ I've changed my hairstyle so many times now,
I don't know what I look like.
_ _ You make me struggle,
but I will surrender.
_ You're pretty, you're clean,
_ _ you don't get exhausted. _
I'll give you some time,
_ you're on a mission to save.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ Heard of a band, sold out their weapons,
_ looking ready to go.
_ [Am] _ Heard of it in some great songs,
up [A] on the highway,
I just went boom, boom, and no.
_ [Am] _ _ _ Sold a gunfire,
[A] I walked from a distance,
I'm a human now.
_ _ _ Livin' in Bombay,
livin' in the ghetto,
I've lived all over this town.
[C] _ _ [E] This ain't no party,
this ain't no disco,
this ain't no foolin' around.
_ _ No proper dancers,
or no big don'ts,
I ain't never gonna die.
_ _ [A] Can't resist, _ _
_ _ _ what fun that is someday.
_ _ _ [Am] I got three pounds of gun stuff,
a couple of pieces,
you don't even [A] know my real name.
_ High on a newsletter,
I'm uploading,
_ everything's [Am] ready to roll.
_ [A] _ _ Sleeping the daytime,
I work in the nighttime,
I [Am] ain't never gonna give up.
_ _ [E] This ain't no party,
no _ disco,
_ no foolin' around.
_ _ This ain't the mud club,
or CBTV. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Heard about Houston,
heard about the youth fight,
heard about the foster TA.
_ _ _ You oughta know,
now that I stand by my window,
_ somebody's sleeping up there.
_ _ I got some groceries,
some peanut butter,
so I'll last a couple days.
But I ain't got no sleepers,
ain't got no headphones,
ain't got no records to play.
_ _ [E] What's this, college?
Why go to night school?
Gonna be different this time. _ _ _ _ _ _
Has to know what's good,
but ain't got time for that now.
_ [Am] _ _ Traveling in transit,
got to move my robots,
with Wendy in the crowd.
_ _ We've got computers,
we've got the phone lines,
I know that that ain't allowed.
_ _ _ We dress like schoolies,
we dress like hustlers,
only to poop every time.
_ I've changed my hairstyle so many times now,
I don't know what I look like.
_ _ You make me struggle,
but I will surrender.
_ You're pretty, you're clean,
_ _ you don't get exhausted. _
I'll give you some time,
_ you're on a mission to save.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _