Pink – My Vietnam

Daddy was a soldier he taught me about freedom
Peace and all the great things that we take
Advantage of
Once I fed the homeless, I’ll never forget
I look upon thier faces as I treated them with
Respect
And

This is my Vietnam
I’m at war
Life keeps on dropping bombs
And I keep score

Momma was a lunitic, she liked to push my buttons

She said I wasn’t good enough, but I guess I
Wasn’t trying
Never like school that much, they tried to teach
Me better
But I just wasn’t hearing it because I thought I
Was already pretty clever
And

This is my Vietnam
I’m at war
They keeps on dropping bombs
And I keep score

This is my Vietnam
I’m at war
They keep on dropping bombs
And I keep score

What do you expect from me?
What am I not giving you?
What could I do for you to make me OK in your
Eyes?

This is my Vietnam
I’m at war
They keep on dropping bombs
And I keep score

This is my Vietnam
I’m at war
Life keeps on dropping bombs
And I keep score

This is my Vietnam
This is my Vietnam