Heard of a van
That's loaded with weapons
Packed up and ready to go
Heard of a graveyard
Down by the highway.
A place where nobody knows
The sound of gun fire
Off in the distance
I'm getting used to it now
Lived in a brownstone
Lived in the ghetto
I might not ever get home
This ain't no mug club
Or cbgb's
I ain't got time for that now
-the talking heads