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
Ostavio sam svoje srce u inženjera krug Khe Sanh
I moja duša je prodata s moje cigarete
Na blackmarket čovjek
Imao sam u Vijetnamu hladna puretina
Iz okeana do Silver City
I to je samo drugi veterinari mogli shvatiti
O davno zaboravljeni pristaništu garancije
Kako nije bilo V-Dan heroja 1973. godine
Kako smo uplovio u Sydney Harbour
Vidio stari prijatelj, ali nije mogao da je poljubi
Ona je obložena, a ja sam bio dom sreće zemljišta
A ona je bila kao i mnogi više od tog vremena
Njihovi životi bili tako prazna
Dok se našlo Chosen One
I noge su često bili otvoreni
Ali njihovi umovi su uvijek zatvorena
I njihova srca su održani u brzo prigradskim lancima
A pravni jastučići su žute
Sati dugo, pay-paketi nasloniti
I teleks pisci zveknu
Gdje je nekada bio brodove
Ali parkirališta me Jumpy
I nikad nisam prestao snova
Ili rastuću potrebu za brzinu i anesteziju
Tako sam radio preko kraja zemlje do kraja
Pokušao pronaći mjesto da se smiri
Gdje je moj mješoviti se život može popraviti
Održao je posao na naftnoj-bušenje
Leti helikoptera kada sam mogao
Ali noćni život je skoro dovelo do mene zaokružuju krivine
A ja sam putovao oko svijeta iz godine u godinu
I svaki me našli besciljnim
više od godinu dana gore za trošenje
I ja sam se vratio u jugoistočnoj Aziji
A odgovor sigurno ne postoji
Ali ja drifting sjeveru, ponovo provjerite stvari
Da, jesam!
Znate poslednji avion iz Sydney-a gotovo nestala
Samo sedam sati leta, a ja ću se sleti u Hong Kongu
Ne postoji ništa kao poljupcima
Iz jaded kineski princeza
Ja ću udariti neki Hong Kong madrac cijelu noć
Pa poslednji avion iz Sydney-a gotovo nestala
Da poslednji avion iz Sydney-a gotovo nestala
I to stvarno me zabrinuo
Idem nigdje, a ja sam u žurbi
I poslednji avion iz Sydney-a gotovo nestala