Artisto: | Cold Chisel (English) |
Uzanto: | Robert Zehmeister |
Daŭro: | 130 sekundoj |
Komenca paŭzo: | 12 sekundoj |
Tononoma sistemo: | Ne definita |
Sakra: | |
Komentoj pri tabulaturo: | - |
INTRO
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I left my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh
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And i sold my soul with my cigarettes to the black market man
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I've had the Vietnam cold turkey
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from the ocean to the silver city
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And it's only other Vets could understand
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About the long forgotten dockside guarentees
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How there were no V-day heroes in nineteen seventy three
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How we sailed into Sydney Harbour
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saw an old friend but I couldn't kiss her
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She was lined, and I was home to the lucky land
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And she was like so many more from that time on
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Their lives were all so empty, till they'd found their chosen one
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And their legs were often open
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but their minds were always closed
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And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains
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And the legal pads were yellow, hours long, paypackets lean
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And the telex writers clattered were the gunships once had been
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But the car parks made me jumpy
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And it never stopped the dreams
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or the growing need for speed and novacaine
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So I worked across the country end to end
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Tried to find a place to settle down, where my mixed up life could mend
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Held a job on an oil-rig
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flying choppers when I could
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But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend
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And I've travelled round the world from year to year
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And each one's found me aimless, one more year the worse for wear
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And i've been back to South East Asia
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but the answer sure aint there
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But I'm drifting North to check things ouit again
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You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
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Only seven flying hours and i'll be landing in Hong Kong
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There aint nothin like the kisses
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From a jaded Chinese Princess
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I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong matress all night long
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Well know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
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You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
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and it's really got me worried
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I'm goin nowhere and I'm in a hurry
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And the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
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Well know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
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You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
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and it's really got me worried
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I'm goin nowhere and I'm in a hurry
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And the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone