Lyrics:

I don't know why I'm over here, this job is evil

They sent me here to Vietnam to kill innocent people

My mother always said, the President he doesn't care

He's trying to leave the footprints of America there

They say we trying to stop Chinese expansion

But I ain't seen no Chinese since we landed

Sent my whole entire unit thinking we could win

Against the Vietcong guerrillas there in Gia Dinh

I didn't sign up to kill women or any children

For every enemy soldier, we killing six civilians

Yeah, and it ain't right to me

I ain't got enough of motherfucking fight in me

It frightens me, and I just wanna see my son and moms

But over here they dropping seven million tons of bombs

I spent my days dodging all these booby-traps and mines

And at night, praying to God that I get back alive

And I'm forced to sit back and wonder

Why I was a part of Operation Rolling Thunder

In a foxhole with nine months left here

Jungle like the fucking harbinger of death here



I don't wanna be here

I'm scared, I just wanna go home

You fuckin' kiddin' me

Don't be a pussy, don't you love your country?)

I like being here, I'm ready)



True story

Call me Thorburn, John A., staff sergeant

Marksman, skilled in killing, illing, I'm able and willing

Kill a village elephant, raping and pillage a village

Illegitimate killers, U.S. Military guerrillas

This ain't no real war, Vietnam shit

World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict

Soothing drug abusing, Vietnamese women screwing

Sex, gambling and boozin', all this shit is amusing

Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream

I don't wanna go home where I'm just an ordinary human being

Special Op, Huey chopper gun ship run shit

Gook run when the minigun spit, won't miss

Kill shit, spit four-thousand bullets a minute

Victor Charlie, hair-trigger, hit it, I'm in it to win it

Get it, the lieutenant hinted, the villain, I been it

The killing, I did it, cripple, did it

Pictures I painted is vivid, live it

A wizard with weapons, the secret mission, we bout to begin it

Government funded, behind enemy lines

Bullets is spraying, it's heating up a hundred degrees

The enemies the North Vietnamese, bitch please

Ain't no sweat, I'm told be at ease

Until I see the pilot got hit, and we bout to hit some trees

Tail rotor broke, crash land

American man in Cambodia, right in the enemy hand

Take a swig of the Whiskey to calm us

Them yellow men wearing black pajamas, they wanna harm us

They all up on us, bang, bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain

To my left, the captain caught a bullet right in his brain

Body parts flying, loss of limbs, explosions

Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestines

Pray to the one above

It's raining, I'm covered in mud

I think I'm dying

I feel dizzy, I'm losing blood

I see my childhood

I'm back in the arms of my mother

I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights

I see Israelites, Muslims and Christians at peace, no fights

Black, Whites, Asians, people of all types

I must've died then I woke up, surprised I'm alive

I'm in a hospital bed, they rescued me, I survived

I escaped the war, came back but ain't escape Agent Orange

Two of my kids born handicapped

Spastic, quadriplegia, micro cephalic

Cerebral palsy, cortical blindness

Name it, they had it

My son died, he ain't live

But I still try to think positive

Cause in life, God take, God give