Khe Sanh Songtext

I left my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh And my soul was sold 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 guarantees How there were no V-day heroes in 1973 How we sailed into Sydney harbor Saw an old friend but I couldn't kiss her She was lined and I was home to the lucky land And she was like so many more from that time on Their lives were all so empty, till 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 gun ships once had been But the car parks made me jumpy And I never stopped the dreams Or the growing need for speed and novocaine 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 night life nearly drove me round the bend And I've traveled round the world from year to year And each one found me aimless, one more year the worst for wear And I've been back to North East Asia But the answers sure ain't there But I'm drifting north to check things out again You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone Only seven flying hours and I'll be landing in Hong Kong There ain't nothing like the kisses From a jaded Chinese princess I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long (chorus) Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone Yeah the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone And it's really got me worried I'm going nowhere and I'm in a hurry You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone Chorus repeat !!!!!