Goodnight Saigon - Live at Yankee Stadium, Bronx, NY - June 1990

We met as soul mates
 On Parris Island
 We left as inmates
 From an asylum
 And we were sharp
 As sharp as knives
 And we were so gung-ho to lay down our lives
 We came in spastic
 Like tameless horses
 We left in plastic
 As numbered corpses
 And we learned fast
 To travel light
 Our arms were heavy but our bellies were tight
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 We had no home front
 We had no soft soap
 They sent us Playboy
 They gave us Bob Hope
 We dug in deep
 And shot on sight
 And prayed to Jesus Christ with all of our might
 We had no cameras
 To shoot the landscape
 We passed the hash pipe
 And played our Doors tapes
 And it was dark
 So dark at night
 And we held on to each other
 Like brother to brother
 We promised our mothers we'd write
 And we would all go down together
 We said we'd all go down together
 Yes, we would all go down together
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 Remember Charlie
 Remember Baker
 They left their childhood
 On every acre
 And who was wrong?
 And who was right?
 It didn't matter in the thick of the fight
 We held the day
 In the palm
 Of our hand
 They ruled the night
 And the night
 Seemed to last as long as
 Six weeks
 On Parris Island
 We held the coastline
 They held the highlands
 And they were sharp
 As sharp as knives
 They heard the hum of our motors
 They counted the rotors
 And waited for us to arrive
 And we would all go down together
 We said we'd all go down together
 Yes we would all go down together