Return To Vietnam

Their killing for ideals, to build your perfect world,

Their marching toward their death, with the flag unfurled

Support the national pride, to reach their ignorant goals

Their fighting to survive, the fight for all control

Step into seclusion, hide beneathe the brush,

It's the code of honor, nothing to discuss

Your fates in the hands of those who pull your strings

Are they drunk with power, or lonely human beings

Mesmerize the chosen, critisize desertion,

Publicize the moment, just coersion

Soldiers fill the streets, they're marching off to war,

In the Bosnian freeze, a massage to explore

Old men make mistakes and soon the young men pay

Sacrifice the day with their lives Return to Vietnam, the

parallel is the same

The object is to win or lose this deadly game