All the young kids learn to dance in the combat zone
Never dared to take a chance
Goin` home alone
But it gets so very cold
When it`s late at night
Leave the foxholes on their own
Do you sleep well at night?
Bodycount...feeling hot
Bodycount...keeping warm
Friends are playing with danger
They don`t know where it`s found
With their casual letters
It`s just another chain
You`ve lost the innocence
That you`ve never found
Standing in the DMZ
Don`t get turned around
Body count...feeling hot
Body count...Vietnam
It`s not the game..well, it`s a scar
And they won`t let you wear your khakis
And your Izods anymore
You can go get shot to hell
They don`t want you anymore because..
All the young kids learn to dance
In the combat zone
Never dare to take a chance
You`re going home alone
Military metaphors
Are metaphors no more
Keeping up with protocol
You`re dancin` off to war
Body count feeling hot
Body count Vietnam
Do you sleep well at night?
Body Count...Vietnam
They can say what they want
But you have your doubts
It`s not what you`ve lost
It`s what your without
When I ran so far
And they just turned away
I doesn`t bother me by the light of day
But at night...I hear your call
Late at night...I hear your call
I saw the mirror that you broke today
I saw the ceiling falling down your way
When they looked at you, you could turn away
You didn`t bother then by the light of day...you`ll stay
But at night...I hear your call
Late at night...I hear your call
You said that you could turn away
I knew that you going to stay
The walls are falling all around
They pinned you down onto the ground
But at night...I hear your call
Vietnam...I hear you call