I don't know why I'm over here this job is evil

They send there to Vietnam to kill innocent people

My mother wrote me said the President he doesn't care

We trying to leave the footprints of America here

They say we're trying to stop Chinese expansion

But I ain't seen no Chinese since we landed

Sent my whole entire unit thinking we can win

Against the Viet Cong guerillas there in Gia Dinh

I didn't sign up to kill women or any children

For every enemy soldier, we killing six civilians

Yeah, and that ain't right to me

I ain't got enough of mother fuckin' fight in me

It frightens me and I just want to see my son and moms

But over here they dropping seven million tons of bombs

I spend my days dodging all these booby traps and mines

And at night, praying to God that I get back alive

And I'm forced to sit back and wonder

Why I was a part of 'Operation Rolling Thunder'

In a fox hole with nine months left here

Jungle like the fuckin' harbinger of death here

[Interlude]

(solider speaking)

I don't want to be here. I'm scared, I just want to go home.

(officer speaking)

You fucking kidding me? Don't be a pussy. Don't you love your country?

(solider speaking)

I like being here. I'm ready.

[Verse 2 - R.A. The Rugged Man]

True story...

Call me Thorburn, John H. Staff Sergeant, Marksman

Skilling, killing, illing

I'm able and willing

Kill a village elephant, rape and pillage your village

Illegitimate killers, US Military guerillas

This ain't a real war, Vietnam shit

World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict

Soothing, drug-abusing, Vietnamese women screwing

Sex, scampling and booz, and all the shit is amusing

Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream

I don't want to go home, where I'm just a ordinary human being

Special OP, Huey chopper gun shit, run shit

Gook run when the mini-gun spit, won't miss, kill shit

Spit four-thousand bullets a minute

Bit the Charlie, hit trigger, hit it

I'm in it to win it, get it

The lieutenant hinted the villain, I've ended up killing

The killing, I did it, cripple, did it, pictures I painted is vivid, live it

A wizard with weapons, a secret mission we about to begin it

Government funded, behind enemy lines bullets is spraying

It's heating up, a hundred degrees

The enemy's the North Vietnamese, bitch please

Ain't no sweat, I'm told "be at ease"

Until I see the pilot got hit, and we about to hit some trees

Till the rotor broke, crash land, American man

Cambodia, right in the enemy hand

Take a swig of the whiskey to calm us

Them yellow men wearing black pajamas

They want to harm us

They all up on us

Bang, bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain

To my left, the captain caught a bullet right in his brain

Body parts flying, loss of limbs, explosions

Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestines

Pray to the one above, It's raining and I'm covered in mud

I think I'm dying, I feel dizzy, I'm losing blood

I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother

I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights

I see Israelites, Muslims and Christians at peace, no fights

Blacks, Whites, Asians, people of all types

I must have died, then I woke up, suprised I'm alive

I'm in a hospital bed, they rescued me, I survived

I escaped the war, came back

But ain't escape Agent Orange, two of my kids born handicapped

Spastic, quadriplegic, micro cephalic

Cerebral palsy, cortical blindness, name it they had it

My son died he ain't live, but I still try to think positive

Cause in life, God take, God give