All the young kids learn to dance in the combat zone
   Never dared to take a hcance
   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 eyesights 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