| Camp duc lap calm before the storm
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| They fight with drowsiness
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| Rubbed their eyes must stay awake
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| Stared into the darkness
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| Disastrous noise from far behind
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| Imminent attack splits their minds
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| Forces proceed to counter thrust
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| Without doubt they will rush
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| Moon cast a shadow menace comes near
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| Formed as an aeroplane
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| Take up weapons to defend the boundary line
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| Do not want to loose the reign
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| Disastrous noise from far behind
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| Imminent attack splits their minds
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| Forces proceed to counter thrust
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| Without doubt they will rush
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| Night into day when flare bombs detonate to burn the sky
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| Our hostile positions are made out there is no place to hide
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| The AC-47 send their flames from all the barrels
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| 6000 shots per minute to make a hill all level
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| Magic Dragon
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| Let sheets of fire hail down the base
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| Magic Dragon
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| A crucial test the enemy will never raise
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| Magic Dragon
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| Spit tracer bullets expose our hiding place
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| Magic Dragon
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| Iron monsters destroy with rage
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| Pilots circle their machines as eagles in the sky
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| Navigator tactical warfare they know the reason why
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| Because their orders are clear: Crush them to win the war
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| Magic Dragon
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| Let sheets of fire hail down the base
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| Magic Dragon
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| A crucial test the enemy will never raise
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| Magic Dragon
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| Spit tracer bullets expose our hiding place
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| Magic Dragon
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| Iron monsters destroy with rage
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| First squadron obey the command: Take off higher
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| No Vietcong can move in sustained fire
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| Orders are clear — Win the war
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| Magic Dragon
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| Let sheets of fire hail down the base
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| Magic Dragon
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| A crucial test the enemy will never raise
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| Magic Dragon
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| Spit tracer bullets expose our hiding place
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| Magic Dragon
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| Iron monsters destroy with rage |