Khe Sanh

That's a tutu

I left my heart to the sappers 'round Khe Sanh
And I sold my soul with my cigarettes to the black-market man
I had the Vietnam cold turkey from the ocean to the Silver City
And it's only other vets could understand

About the long forgotten dockside guarantees
How there were no V-day heroes way back in 1973
And how we sailed into Sydney Harbour, I saw an old friend, but I couldn't kiss her
She was lined, and I was home to the lucky land

She was like so many more from that time on
Their lives were all so empty until they found their chosen one
And their legs were often open, but their minds were always closed
And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains

And the legal pads were yellow, hours long, pay packets lean
The telex writers clattered where the conflict once had been
And car parks made me jump, and I never stopped the dream
Or the growing need for speed and Novocaine

I worked across the country end to end
Tried to find a place to settle down where my mixed up life could mend
I held a job on an oil-rig, flying choppers when I could
But the nightlife nearly drove me 'round the bend, yeah

And I travelled 'round this world from year to year
And each one found me aimless, one more year the worse for wear
And I've been back to South East Asia, you know the answer sure ain't there
And I'm drifting north to check things out again
Check it out one time, come on, yeah

(Here we go, yeah)
Well, the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
And only seven flying hours, I'll be landing in Hong Kong
And there ain't nothing like the kisses from a jaded Chinese princess
I wanna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long, hey

I said the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone, yes it is
You know, the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
And it's really got me worried, I'm goin' nowhere and I'm in a hurry
You know, the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone, come on, yeah

I said the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone, oh yeah
You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
It's really got me worried, I'm goin' nowhere and I'm in a hurry
You know, the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone, oh yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Donald Walker
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