My Vietnam - Pink

Daddy was a soldier he taught me about freedom

Peace and all the great things that we take

advantage of

Once I fed the homeless, I’ll never forget

I look upon thier faces as I treated them with

respect

And 

This is my Vietnam

I’m at war

Life keeps on dropping bombs

And I keep score 

Momma was a lunitic, she liked to push my buttons

She said I wasn’t good enough, but I guess I

wasn’t trying

Never like school that much, they tried to teach

me better

But I just wasn’t hearing it because I thought I

was already pretty clever

And 

This is my Vietnam

I’m at war

They keeps on dropping bombs

And I keep score 

This is my Vietnam

I’m at war

They keep on dropping bombs

And I keep score 

What do you expect from me?

What am I not giving you?

What could I do for you to make me OK in your

eyes? 

This is my Vietnam

I’m at war

They keep on dropping bombs

And I keep score 

This is my Vietnam

I’m at war

Life keeps on dropping bombs

And I keep score 

This is my Vietnam

This is my Vietnam