Khe Sanh - Live

I left my heart to the sappers 'round Khe Sanh
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 could understand

About the long forgotten dockside guarantee
How there were no V-day heroes, way back in 1973
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 (come on)

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
And the telex writers clattered where the gunship once had been
Car parks make me jumpy
And I never stop the dream
Or the growing need for speed and novacaine

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

And I travelled 'round the world from year to year
And each one found me aimless, one more year the worse for wear
I've been back to South East Asia
You know the answer sure ain't there
I'm drifting north, to check things out again (come on, check it out Tony, play the organ, son)

Come on, play that guitar, oh

Come on now
Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
And only seven flying hours and I'll be landing in Hong Kong
And there ain't nothing like the kisses
From a jaded Chinese princess
I'll hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long

I said the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone, oh yeah
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, come on, one more time

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
She's gone
Thank you, thank you very much



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Writer(s): Donald Walker
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