Billy Joel - Goodnight Saigon.

We met as soul mates on Parris Island We left as inmates from an asylum And we were sharp as sharp as knives And we were so gung ho to lay down our lives

We came in spastic, like tame-less horses We left in plastic as numbered corpses And we learned fast to travel light Our arms were heavy, but our bellies were tight

We had no home front, we had no soft soap They sent us Playboy, they gave us Bob Hope We dug in deep and shot on sight And prayed to Jesus Christ with all of our might

We had no cameras to shoot the landscape We passed the hash pipe and played our Doors tapes And it was dark, so dark at night And we held on to each other, like brother to brother We promised our mothers we'd write

And we would all go down together We said we'd all go down together Yes, we would all go down together

Remember Charlie, remember Baker They left their childhood on every acre And who was wrong? And who was right? It didn't matter in the thick of the fight

We held the day in the palm of our hands They ruled the night, and the night Seemed to last as long as six weeks On Parris Island

We held the coastline, they held the highlands And they were sharp, as sharp as knives They heard the hum of our motors, they counted the rotors And waited for us to arrive

And we will all go down together We said we'd all go down together Yes, we would all go down together