My Vietnam Daddy was a soldier he taught me about freedom Peace and all the great things that we take advantage of Once I fed the homeless, I'll never forget I look upon their faces as I treated them with respect And This is my Vietnam I'm at war Life keeps on dropping bombs And I keep score Momma was a lunatic, she liked to push my buttons She said I wasn't good enough, but I guess I wasn't trying Never like school that much, they tried to teach me better But I just wasn't hearing it because I thought I was already pretty clever And This is my Vietnam I'm at war They keeps on dropping bombs And I keep score This is my Vietnam I'm at war They keep on dropping bombs And I keep score What do you expect from me? What am I not giving you? What could I do for you to make me OK in your eyes? This is my Vietnam I'm at war They keep on dropping bombs And I keep score This is my Vietnam I'm at war Life keeps on dropping bombs And I keep score This is my Vietnam This is my Vietnam