Viet Nam (feat. Wowy, Suboi & Bred) - 95G

Let's say I got a number That number's fifty-thousand That's ten percent of five-hundred-thousand Oh, here we are in French Indochina Executive order, congressional decision The working masses are manipulated Was this our policy ten long years? Not one domino shall fall

Oh, woman get your head out of curlers Time to get your butt out of bed Get down your hats and your baggage my child Going back home Getting back to the homestead I'm a-gonna heat me some water Put a shine upon my shoes Telephone my ma, keep the room above Joe's 'Cause we're coming back Coming back to the homestead Everything is packed Gettin' back to the homestead This time This time we'll stay, baby I know that we could have made it We had ideas in our heads And I wish somehow we could have saved it But we're Gasoline Alley bred Yet the years haven't really been wasted And I know it in my head We did good for the life that we tasted 'Cause we're Gasoline Alley Gasoline Alley bred Woman, you can really believe it I did everything a man could do Breakin' my back just to make us a dime That won't mean a damn when no one wants to know you Oh woman, I know how you're feeling I've seen the hurt upon your face How many times do you think that I've cried Knowin' every day that your heart was gettin' broken Holdin' back your pride 'till you were nearly choking Oh, let's get away, baby I know that we could have made it We had ideas in our heads And I wish somehow we could have saved it But we're Gasoline Alley bred Yet the years haven't really been wasted And I know it in my head We did good for the life that we tasted 'Cause we're Gasoline Alley Gasoline Alley bred (Gasoline alley) Gasoline Alley bred (Gasoline alley) Gasoline Alley bred (Gasoline alley) Gasoline Alley bred