Be careful what you wish for Now here is the story of a restless young man Who dreamed of fighting in South Vietnam. He’d learned about war in the comics he’d read And he knew in his heart that for this he’d been bred. As soon as it came up, the lads eighteenth year He went off to enlist for an army career. He saw some old major and he sat for some tests Then the shrink and the doctor saw him with the rest Of those gallant young fellows that wanted to fight And give to their country the force of their might. When all this was over it was late in the day So feeling elated he for home made his way. About two weeks later a letter arrived And reading it’s message his spirits raised high. For he’d been accepted a soldier he’d be And the feel of the message did fill him with glee. He had to front up in a couple of days And then for Kapooka he’d be on his way. Ten weeks in Kapooka it taught him a lot He learned to make war and leave bodies to rot. He was taugh how all commies just murdered and lied And that he and his country had God on their side. And that no sacrifice could be too great to make And it’s an honour to die for a great country’s sake. His training all over he joined a Platoon He’d made Infanteer he’d be fighting soon. It was off to corp training to learn even more About all of the goodies that go with a war. He kept seeing his image all tough, mean and strong For he was a fighter and this was his song. It was just eight months later that his posting came through He was off to the jungles, his dream had come true. Well his plane soon arrived at that sad Nui Dat Where he first heard the guns as their missiles they spat. He was fearful at first but he soon became calm These guns were on his side they’d do him no harm A month or two later he’s out on patrol As tail end Charley He’s playing the role They were deep in the scrub with peace all around Then the air came alive with this terrible sound. He felt himself falling “Lord is this a dream†He asked as he heard he his God awful scream. He lay there not hurting but sensing the worst As he felt all around where his stomach had burst. Where once it was firm gaped a warn sticky hole It seemed that again war had taken it’s toll. It seemed like a nightmare, a terrible dream As the medic assured him that it weren’t like it seemed. He sensed the black silence and quickened with fear For man stands alone when his end it be clear. Then something within him gave way to great peace As his wisdom did whisper that all things must cease. Then the great mother came, took him gently away From that place of man’s anger where a body did lay.