Em C G C G D I left my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh Em C D F And my soul was sold with my cigaretts to the black market man Em C G C Iʼve had the Vietnam cold turkey from the ocean to the silver city Am F D Anʼ itʼs only other Vets could understand Em C G C G D About the long forgotten dock side guarentee Em c D F Anʼ there were no d day heros in 1973 Em C G C How we sailed into Sydney Harbour, saw an old friend but I couldnʼt kiss her Am D G C G D She was lined and I was home to the lucky land And she was like so many more from that time on Their lives were all so empty, till theyʼd found their chosen one And their legs were often open but their minds were always closed And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains And the legal pads were yellow, hours long, paypackets lean And the telex writers clattered were the gunships once had been But the carparks made me jumpy And it never stopped the dreams or the growing need for speed and novacaine So I worked across the country end to end Tried to find a place to settle down, where my mixed up life could mend Held a job on an oil rig,flying choppers when I could But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend And Iʼve travelled round the world from year to year And each oneʼs found me aimless, one more year the more for wear And iʼve been back to South East Asia and the answer sure aint there But Iʼm drifting North to check things ouit again You know the next plane out of Sydneyʼs almost gone, Only seven flying hour and iʼll be landing in Hong Kong There aint nothin like the kisses from a jaded Chinese Princess Iʼm gonna hit some Hong Kong matress al night long Well know the next plane out of Sydneyʼs almost gone Yeah the next plane out of Sydneyʼs almost gone and itʼs really got me worried Iʼm goin nowhere and Iʼm in a hurry And the last plane out of Sydneyʼs almost gone
