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When the bodies were bagged and the telegrams sentAnd the very last chopper had goneâ?¦And you looked out the window of the 707 on the airfield in Saigonâ?¦Some of us thought that the war was over, some of us couldn't care less;But you came home and threw a stay-behind party to try to clear up the mess.And I don't know where you are tonight,I'm down here in a fire-fightâ?¦But wherever you are, I hope you're safe behind the wire.We were fighting for freedom in South East Asia - that's how the story ranâ?¦Windy speeches about a domino falling from China into Vietnam.But look back in sickness and anger,Australia didn't honour her debt;And non-commissioned Officer Thompson learned that the war wasn't over yet.Living on your nerves, living on the phone Sleeping in airports far from homeâ?¦Dusted off now and safe behind the wire.Well, he gave and he gave and he kept on giving, till he just couldn't give anymore;And he gave it away one morning in Sydney in a rust-red Commodoreâ?¦And I remember Phill best talking on the phone,With a cheeky grin on his face'Cause Royal Commissioners and Knights of the RealmThought that Phill didn't know his place.And they're still bagging bodies, Phill, though fourteen years have gone;And the mums and the dads and the wives and the kids still have to soldier on. Aus Songtexte Mania