I left my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh
And my soul was sold with my cigarettes
To the blackmarket man
I've had the Vietnam cold turkey
I left my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh
And my soul was sold with my cigarettes
To the blackmarket man
I've had the Vietnam cold turkey
From the ocean to the Silver City
And it's only other vets could understand
About the long forgotten dockside guarantees
How there were no V-Day heroes in 1973
How we sailed into Sydney Harbour
Saw an old friend but couldn't kiss her
She was lined, and I was home to the lucky land
And she was like so many more from that time on
Their lives were all so empty
Till they found their chosen one
And their legs were often open
But their minds were always closed
And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains
And the legal pads were yellow
Hours long, pay-packets lean
And the telex writers clattered
Where the gunships once had been
But the car parks made me jumpy
And I never stopped the dreams
Or the growing need for speed and Novocain
So I worked across the country 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
Flying choppers when I could
But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend
And I've travelled round the world from year to year
And each one found me aimless
One more year the worse for wear
And I've been back to South East Asia
And the answer sure ain't there
But I'm drifting north, to check things out again
Yes I am!
You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
Only seven flying hours, and I'll be landing in Hong Kong
There ain't nothing like the kisses
From a jaded Chinese princess
I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long
Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
Yeah the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
And it's really got me worried
I'm goin' nowhere and I'm in a hurry
And the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
Nechal som svoje srdce ženistům okrúhlych Khe Sanh
A moja duša bola predaná s mojimi cigariet
K Blackmarket muža
Mal som absťák Vietnam
Od oceánu k Silver City
A to ostatné veterinári chápal len
O dávno zabudnutých Dockside záruk
Ako neboli V-Day hrdinovia v roku 1973
Ako sme sa plavili do Sydney Harbour
Zbadal starého priateľa, ale nemohol ju pobozkať
Ona bola lemovaná, a ja som bol doma k šťastnému zemi
A ona bola tak ako mnoho ďalších odvtedy
Ich životy boli všetky tak prázdny
Kým našli vyvolená
A ich nohy boli často otvorené
Ale ich mozgy boli vždy zatvorené
A ich srdcia boli držané v rýchlych prímestských reťazcoch
A právne vankúšiky boli žlté
Hodiny dlhá, pay-paket oprieť
A ďalekopisné spisovatelia rachotom
Tam, kde kedysi delové člny boli
Ale parkovísk ma Jumpy
A nikdy som prestal sny
Alebo rastúca potreba pre rýchlosť a Novocain
Takže som pracoval cez konca zeme až do konca
Sa snažil nájsť miesto usadiť
Kde je moje zmiešané až život mohol uzdraviť
Koná prácu na olejovej plošine
Lietajúci vrtuľníky, keď som mohol
Ale nočný život takmer riadil ma za zákrutou
A ja som cestoval po celom svete každý rok
A každý z nich ma našiel bezúčelné
Ešte jeden rok horšie
A ja som sa vrátil do juhovýchodnej Ázie
A odpoveď, či tam nie je
Ale ja driftovanie na sever, skontrolovať veci znovu
Áno som!
Viete, že posledné lietadlo z Sydney je skoro preč
Iba sedem letových hodín, a budem pristávať v Hongkongu
Nie je nič ako bozky
Z vyčerpaný čínskej princeznej
Budem hit nejaké Hong Kong matrac celú noc
No posledné lietadlo z Sydney je skoro preč
Jo, posledné lietadlo z Sydney je skoro preč
A je to naozaj dostal ma strach
Idem nikde a ja som v zhone
A posledné lietadlo z Sydney je skoro preč