Lyrics:
of war
We are the refugees of the Vietnam War
2nd Verse:
And the rich fly planes and claim they're insane
And move off to Canada
And the poor dig
Vietnam were sent
He faced protests over the Vietnam stalemate
So in '68, chose not to run
Lyndon Baines Johnson
Texas-born-and-bred
He knew a second term,
shots im dropping bombs
Osama the homie we pull up it's Vietnam
Oops I meant Iraq, fuck the beef I let it stack
I got horses in the back, I got
you
What are you thinking?
you think of me?
한 겨울에도 너만
있다면 여름을 느껴
Your eyes&lips 동남아 햇살을 느껴
Vietnam Thailand
girl you know that I luv yuh
태양을 피하는 법은 몰라도
Yeah
1969
Have you heard the story?
Hill 937
We'll play in jungles
We'll take a hill in north Vietnam
Let's take a trip back in time, yeah
Vietnam bullets flying like a jet
All black track suits snatching bags
That bandana's hangin out the fuckin pants
Fuck a band start a mthafkn gang yeah
Back in Vietnam, knowing I'm safe
Used to play often with my games
Used to have awfully nice stays
I remember when I lived like I was royalty
Back when I
a goodnight's sleep in a decade
And everynight I drink a whole bottle of whiskey
Vietnam was not good to me and now I'm not the kid I used to be
I remember all
nero
Stretto in pugno la bandiera, i colori di Al-Fatah
Abbiamo alzato la bandiera partigiana della Rossa Palestina
Accanto a quella del Vietnam
Li
the road boy this ain't no home
Hands are getting dirty for a dime
Mama stopped believing when daddy died in Vietnam
Raised her son on borrowed time
Well,
John
The one we left back in Vietnam
Show him a picture of his daughter now
She's a doctor and he'd be proud
Tell 'em we'd be back in a couple of days
In
chitarra mi regalò
Fu richiamato in America
Stop, coi Rolling Stones
Stop, coi Beatles, stop
M'han detto va nel Vietnam
E spara ai Viet Cong
Ta
chitarra mi regalò
Fu richiamato in America
Stop, coi Rolling Stones
Stop, Coi Beatles stop
M'han detto va nel Vietnam
E spara ai Viet Cong
C'era
a loaded gun
In Vietnam
I know we're deep inside the enemy line
And that I could've picked a much better time
But you're the one who makes me feel
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
Singing me praises, I lit the corners up
It sounded like Vietnam screaming out Q Vietnam the loudest
"Homie them dudes is scared you gon' spray 'em, word
If you think you can, well come on man
I was a Green Beret in Vietnam
No more of your fairy stories
'Cause I got my other worries
Fifty-third
If you think you can, well come on man
I was a Green Beret in Vietnam
No more of your fairy stories
'Cause I got my other worries
Fifty-third
could see the plot
And claimed that we could not (All right)
Just how blind, America?
Just as Vietnam exploded in
The rice, snap, crackle, and pop
Could
chitarra mi regalò
Fu richiamato in America
Stop, coi Rolling Stones
Stop, coi Beatles, stop
M'han detto va nel Vietnam
E spara ai Viet Cong
Ta
when there is no breeze?
Vietnam
You don't give answers do you friend?
Just questions that don't ever end
Why God? Why today?
I'm all through here,
to get much older.
Strange little man over here in Vietnam I aint never seen, bless
his heart, aint never done nothing to, he done shot me in my shoulder.
Love build around the sandy beaches
Love rains down like Vietnam's leeches
Richard the third in the White House
Cowering behind divided curtains
Sailing over to Vietnam
Southeast Asian Birmingham
Well, training is the word we use
Nice word to have in case we lose
Training a million
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