Khe Sahn

I left my heart to the sappers round khe sahn

And i sold my soul with my cigarettes to the black market man

I've had the vietnam cold turkey

from the ocean to the silver city

And it's only other vets can understand

About the long forgotten dock side guarantee

How there were no v-day heros in 1973

And how we sailed into sydney harbour i saw an old friend but i couldn't kiss her

We were lined and i was home to the lucky land

We were like so many more from that time on

Their lives were all so empty 'till they found their chosen one

And their legs were often open but their minds were always closed

And their hearts were held in fast surburban chains.

The legal pads were yellow hours long pay packet lean

And the telex-writers clattered where the gun ships once had been

And carparks made me jumpy, but i never stopped the dream for the growing need of speed and novacaine.

So i worked across the country from end to end

Trying to find a place to settle down where my mixed up life could end

Held a job on an oil rig, flying choppers when i could

But the night life nearly drove me round the bend.

And i travelled round the world from year to year

Each one found me aimless one more year the worst for ware

And i've been back to south east asia

You know the answer sure ain't there

But i'm drifting north to check things out again

Well the last plane out of sydney's almost gone

In 7 flying hours we'll be landing in Hong Kong

And there ain't nothing like the kisses from a jaded chinese princess

I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong matress all night long

Well the last plane out of sydney's almost gone

Well the last plane out of sydney's almost gone

And it's really got me worried

I'm going nowhere and