All the young kids learn to dance in the combat zone Never dared to take a hcance Goin' home alone
But it gets so very cold When it's late at night
Leave the foxholes on their own Do you sleep well at night?
Bodycount...feeling hot Bodycount...keeping warm
Friends are playing with danger They don't know where it's found With their casual letters It's just another chain
You've lost the innocence That you've never found Standing in the DMZ Don't get turned around
Body count...feeling hot Body count...Vietnam
It's not the game..well, it's a scar And they won't let you wear your khakis And your eyesights anymore
You can go get shot to hell They don't want you anymore because..
All the young kids learn to dance In the combat zone Never dare to take a chance You're going home alone Military metaphors Are metaphors no more
Keeping up with protocol You're dancin' off to war
Body count feeling hot Body count Vietnam
Do you sleep well at night?
Body Count...Vietnam
They can say what they want But you have your doubts
It's not what you've lost It's what your without
When I ran so far And they just turned away
I doesn't bother me by the light of day But at night...I hear your call Late at night...I hear your call
I saw the mirror that you broke today I saw the ceiling falling down your way
When they looked at you, you could turn away
You didn't bother then by the light of day...you'll stay
But at night...I hear your call Late at night...I hear your call
You said that you could turn away I knew that you going to stay
The walls are falling all around They pinned you down onto the ground But at night...I hear your call Vietnam...I hear you call Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
