Where's your uniform?
Where's your gun?
Better rub up that suntan oil
Cause you'll be fighting in the desert
It's not, Vietnam
Just another oil company scam
Salute that flag of uncle Sam
Get your money out place your bets
Fix baionets, check grenades
Got enough bullets
Got enough rounds to wipe out this place?
Were the infantry and cavalry
Parachutes fill the sky, bodies burn and people die
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"Paid Vacation" as written by Keith Lehrer Greg W. Hetson
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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