 My Vietnam
My Vietnam
Daddy was a soldier,
He taught me about freedom,
Peace and all the great things,
That we can take advantage of.
Once I fed the homeless
I'll never forget
The look upon their faces as I
Treated them with respect
This is my Vietnam
I'm at war
Life keeps on dropping bombs
And I keep score
Mama was a lunatic
She liked to push my buttons
She said I wasn't good enough
But I guess I wasn't trying
Never liked school that much
They tried to teach me better
But I just wasn't hearing it
Because I thought I was already pretty clever
What do you expect from me
What am I not giving you
What could I do for you
To make me okay in your eyes
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