Goodbye Hanoi

This far divided land
 
Where the rice grows free
 
Has always had corrupt men
 
Stopping their life's dreams
 
It's in their veins
 
It's not that easy
 
To make it flow on out
 
For a thousand years
 
The same has been
 
Even when a million men
 
Wearing blue denim jeans
 
Came marching in
 
To change our ways
 
It's not what this is all about
 
While the people we trust
 
Pop out of man-made holes
 
And look like they've been
 
Tunnelling like moles
 
Where the enemy lines
 
Have stood for a thousand years
 
During the day
 
We're all so polite
 
But in the night
 
We all have to go and fight
 
The un-invited western men
 
Always seem to lose sight
 
Their communist fears
 
Were ingrained in their mothers womb
 
And will always end in tears
 
Where the streets smell of Pho
 
As you pass on by
 
And if looks could kill
 
If you dare to say hi
 
The aromatic love incense
 
Wafts in the fog filled air
 
Where the market crowds come
 
And traders buy and sell
 
The lonely planet guides
 
Write of this unusual smell
 
The local giggles should tell you
 
That you don't really belong there
 
So goodbye Hanoi
 
This time we can't ignore the flack
 
I'm going home
 
And I ain't ever coming back
 
My wife is waiting
 
To mend me back in one piece
 
We've had that awful feeling
 
Since it all became so fierce
 
I want to head home so bad
 
Now they've invaded our embassy
 
When they don't want our help for a truce
 
And it doesn't bring the change
 
That the westerners wanted to produce
 
So just leave it in the hands of ones own chosen destiny.