Lyrics:

Em C G I left my heart to the sappers round Khe Sahn
E C D and I sold my soul and cigarettes to the black market man
Em C I've had Vietnam cold turkey
G C from the ocen to the silver city
Am F D but it's only other vets could understand

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bout a long forgotten dockside guarantee
there were no v-day heroes in 1973
and how we sailed into Sydney Harbour
I saw an old friend but I couldn't kiss her
she was loud and I was home to the lucky land
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She was like so many more from that time on
their lives all so empty- till they found their chosen one
though their legs were always open,
their minds were always closed
and their haerts were held in fast suburban chains
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And the legal pads were yellow, hours long paypackets lean
and the telex writers clattered where the gunships once had been
but the carparks made me jumpy
and I never stopped the dreams
or the growin need for speed and novacaine....
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so I worked around 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, flyin choppers when i could
but the night life nearly drove me round the bend
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and i've travelled round the world from year to year
each one fond me aimless one more year the worse for wear
Ive been back to south east asia but the answer sure aint there
now i'm drifting north to check things out again
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you know the lasy plane out of Sydney's almost gone
only seven flyin hours and I'll be landing in Hong Kong
there ainmt nothin like the kisses from a jaded chinese princess
I'm gonna hit some hong kong matress all night long
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well the last plane out of sydneys almost gone
yeah the last plane out of sydneys almost gone
and it's really got me worriesd, i'm goin nowhere and it's in a hurry
you know the last plane out of sydneys almost