My Vietnam

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Daddy was a soldier
He taught me about freedom
Peace and all the great things
That we can take advantage of

Once I fed the homeless
I'll never forget
The look upon their faces as I
Treated them with respect

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

Mama was a lunatic (yes)
She liked to push my buttons
She said I wasn't good enough
But I guess I wasn't trying

Never liked school that much
They tried to teach me better
But I just wasn't hearing it
Because I thought I was already pretty clever

What do you expect from me
What am I not giving you
What could I do for you
To make me okay in your eyes
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by Pink




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