When I came back from Saigon

Everyone turned their head

No one put their hand out

No one shared their bread

I lost my wife, I lost my job, I lost my brother too

Blue collar kids got nothing to do with it

Nightmares of jungles and M-16's 

Hippies give me shit in my army greens

Now I'm running the streets of Birmingham

25 years since Vietnam

Some pull jobs some pull scams

But I'm just doing the best I can

Well it's very hard to realize that there's no love no more

The day I got on the plane was the day that I left the war 

Arrived in Heathrow on a red eye flight

Down Kellet road I scored for the night

I took the tube through London town

When I woke up I was on mid land ground

Running the streets of Birmingham

25 years since Vietnam

Some pull jobs and some pull scams

But I'm just doing the best I can.

Vietnam... Vietnam... Vietnam