: It's a beach party Vietnam Surfin' with the Viet Cong Cookin' hot dogs with napalm A beach party Vietnam Frankie and Annette were Layin' on the sand
: Non si deve dimenticare quello stronzo fottuto di Hemingway che prende il suo cocktail qui con la sua aria da brav?uomo ma, guarda un po?, potremmo
: 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
: 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
: You better top off your suntan Otherwise your skin's gonna to turn to leather We'll make a movie in Vietnam Tax break said we're gonna shoot on location
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 The
I was out on the leave at the time just duckin' the fog nosin' around like a hungry dog In that crazy place called Washington DC I saw a crowd of people
Hey, Vietnam, Vietnam Vietnam, Vietnam Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam Yesterday, I got a letter from my friend fighting in Vietnam And this is what he had
If the trees in former Yugoslavia could talk they could tell you a little story A story you don't wanna hear, a story of hate, aggression, rape and
They're fighting another war at our cost They're fighting another war at our cost Bodies fill the bloody streets Bodies fill the bloody streets They want
They're fighting another war at our cost they're fighting anothewr war at our cost bodies fill the bloody streets bodies fill the bloody streets they
It's a beach party Vietnam Surfin' with the Viet Cong Cookin' hot dogs with napalm A beach party Vietnam Frankie and Annette were layin' on the sand
[Saukrates] Yo I'm loving the weather in this damn neighbourhood Hot, like fire, everything females looking good, ain't it My nigga Freddy agrees, we
(Nicola Sirkis / Dominique Nicolas) Blow up ! Hanoi est tombee dans l'ouverture Blow up ! Hanoi damnee glissee vers l'impure Comme un retour de flamme
When I came back from Saigon Everyone turned their head No one put their hand out No one shared their bread I lost my wife, I lost my job, I lost my brother
You better top up your suntan Otherwise your skin is going to turn to leather We'll make a movie in Vietnam The tax break said, 'We're going to shoot
Doan Quan Viet-Nam Di [March to the Front] Verse 1 Soldiers of Vietnam, we go forward, With the one will to save our Fatherland Our hurried steps are
Sailing over to Vietnam Southeast Asian Birmingham Well training is the word we use Nice word to have in case we lose Training a million Vietnamese To