Goodbye, my love The country is in need of me And I heard there were signs for war So I'm goin' overseas So don't cry, my love The skies above will cry
We are like pirates and we are coming with the biggest ego We're gonna bring it down and give it to you, that's how we go We're gonna drop from the sky
Daddy was a soldier He taught me about freedom Peace and all the great things that we Take advantage of Once I fed the homeless I'll never forget The
I slept through the Nineteen Sixties, I heard Dory Previn say But me I caught me the great white bird, to the shores of Africay Where I lost my adolescent
I was out on the leave at the time just duckin' the fog nosin' around like a hungry dog In that crazy place called Washington DC I saw a crowd of people
Hey Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Yesterday I got a letter From my friend Fighting in Vietnam And this is what he had to say
Hey, Vietnam, Vietnam Vietnam, Vietnam Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam Yesterday, I got a letter from my friend fighting in Vietnam And this is what he had
If the trees in former Yugoslavia could talk they could tell you a little story A story you don't wanna hear, a story of hate, aggression, rape and
They're fighting another war at our cost They're fighting another war at our cost Bodies fill the bloody streets Bodies fill the bloody streets They want
They're fighting another war at our cost they're fighting anothewr war at our cost bodies fill the bloody streets bodies fill the bloody streets they
Kiss me goodbye and write me while I'm gone goodbye my sweetheart hello Vietnam America has heard the bugle call and you know it involves us one and
It's a beach party Vietnam Surfin' with the Viet Cong Cookin' hot dogs with napalm A beach party Vietnam Frankie and Annette were layin' on the sand
[Saukrates] Yo I'm loving the weather in this damn neighbourhood Hot, like fire, everything females looking good, ain't it My nigga Freddy agrees, we
(Nicola Sirkis / Dominique Nicolas) Blow up ! Hanoi est tombee dans l'ouverture Blow up ! Hanoi damnee glissee vers l'impure Comme un retour de flamme
The market place was bustlying in the morning When the army and the ORDEN made their strike Like a farmer killing chickens for the market They cut down
One mornin' at breakfast I said to my wife "We've been everywhere once and some places twice" As I had another helpin' of country ham She said, "We ain
When I came back from Saigon Everyone turned their head No one put their hand out No one shared their bread I lost my wife, I lost my job, I lost my brother
You better top up your suntan Otherwise your skin is going to turn to leather We'll make a movie in Vietnam The tax break said, 'We're going to shoot