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I left my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh
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And my soul was sold with my cigarettes to the Black market man
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I've had the Vietnam cold turkey,
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from the ocean to the silver city
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And it's only other vets would understand
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About the long forgotten dockside guarantees
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How there were no V-day heroes in 1973
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How we sailed into Sydney harbour,
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Saw an old friend but couldn't kiss her
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She was lined, and I was home to the lucky land
[Verse 2]
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And she was like so many more from that time on
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Their lives were all so empty, till they found their chosen one
Em C
And their legs were often open
G C
But their minds were always closed
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And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains
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And the legal pads were yellow, hours long, paypacket lean
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And the telex writers clattered where the gunships once had been
Em C
But the car parks made me jumpy
G C
And I never stopped the dreams
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Or the growing need for speed and novacaine
[Verse 3]
Em C G C G D
So I worked across the country end to end
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Tried to find a place to settle down, where my mixed up life could mend
Em C
Held a job on an oil-rig
G C
Flying choppers when I could
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But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend