Lyrics:
we bring the destruction
In the form of a bomb we’ll blow like Vietnam, so remain calm
We bring the destruction!
In the form of a bomb we’ll blow
boblerne omkring dig, skrælle måneskinnet af
Oh Vietnam Girl
Oh Vietnam Girl
Go make thunder, go!
De gemmer sig bag tågen, alle dine drager
De våger
here with these straps like it's Vietnam,
And you ain't talking about shit I don't care about where you from,
And this a different type of pressure ,
I
ban)
Fuck Marbela, já jsem spíš Vietnam
A jestli chceš booknout show
Piš na gram (gram, gram)
Bitch huh?
Motor dělá grr, grr, grr, paw (paw,paw)
Pojebeš
Jump of the flight I'm in Vietnam,
All them other man are just facade
I got the trees with me like Viet Kong,
They tried to take my soul, but they
here with these straps like it's Vietnam,
And you ain't talking about shit I don't care about where you from,
And this a different type of pressure ,
I
countries.
We can figure it out.
The color red, and a green star
Remember, its Morocco.
Morocco!
A big yellow star, its Vietnam
Good Morning Vietnam Good Morning Vietnam Good Morning Vietnam Good Morning Vietnam
it all on the aeroplane,
I'll be a rich man in Iraq and Iran,
And in Vietnam, and I'll be made in Taiwan,
Made in Taiwan.
Think I'm gonna go to Korea
around me
is only bush
I feel so lonely
Toi La Ai
For 2 years
I was so homesick
I cried every night
Toi La Ai
When I go back to Vietnam
It doesn't
demands
Today is the day that I recharge
Make a palace from my tent in Vietnam
Today, I ain't doing fuck all mate
If I'm lucky I'll just sleep and fuck all
everywhere.
Vietnam to Columbia, Columbia to Haiti.
Sak pase nap boule, Waste money like crazy.
Spend money every day, we fly n- everywhere.
Vietnam
Well I just got back from Vietnam,
Where I saw a baby in a pram.
The next minute it wasn't there,
I was getting paid too much to care.
Now I fought
on all of you big strong men, Uncle Sam needs your help again,
he got himself in a terrible jam, way down yonder in Vietnam,
put down your books and pick
consumió con la calma
Y hagan lo que haga después que deje el paso
Ya satanás tiene apuntada tu alma
Los muertos van y vienen, PR parece a Vietnam
Las
to keep up, ayy
(Beep, beep, beep-beep)
Blowin' up like Vietnam, ayy
(Beep, beep, beep boop)
Niggas hot like Osam', hey (Beep boop)
Niggas hot like Osama
shore
Like a flashback of Vietnam
You've got a deathwish
That's why I penned this one
So, don't fuck with my fight-or-flight
'Cause it's a flashback
rapar upp en sång
Om Spanien Belfast Grakland och Vietnam
En god dags pilt med känslor
En selfmejd ingenting
En stöddig skit rätt dålig på gitarr
Men det
Thomas Dang came from Vietnam.
Brought his family to the Texas sun.
He ran a grocery and business was fair.
His son Johnny opened a jewelry
They do their best, they do what they can
They get them ready for Vietnam
From old Hanoi to East Berlin
Commando, involved again
They do their
Vietnam
My own private Vietnam
Drunk walks and drunk talks
Drunk liver's getting weak
Drunk talks then drunk sleeps
His canals are starting to leak
that shit for fun
Press a bean on her tongue
She could swallow Vietnam
Put her anywhere, she the baddest in the room
Put her anywhere, she the baddest in
family and friends
I've got two one-way tickets to Vietnam
And we'll never go back home
Because I think that it'd be nice
All our nihilistic tendencies
pieno di tensione
Certamente siam vicini alla pazzia
Ma è più giusto che io parli di Maria
La libertà, Maria, la rivoluzione
Maria, il Vietnam, la
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