| I see you swinging through the air on a vine
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| I feel awake and I waste a smile
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| I like a soldier in the deadly sun
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| who ain’t afraid to cock a loaded gun
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| in Vietnam
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| I know we’re deep inside the enemy line
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| and that I could’e picked a much better ime
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| but you’re the one who makes me feel more punk
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| and why I’ve come to love the loveless junk
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| in Vietnam
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| behind the cover of the camouflage
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| behind the glory of a losing cause
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| there is a soldier in the deadly sun
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| who ain’t afraid to cock a loaded gun
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| in Vietnam
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| go go ready to go |