Vietnamese Baby Lyrics

When I'm getting home to you
I gotta show you what I can do
But everything connects and that ain't nowhere
But maybe they're just giving you all you ever wanted
And maybe you never ever know what that was
And maybe you're just finding out now
With a Vietnamese baby on your mind

Technology satellite, well
What's wrong today
And why was everyone so busy
They've forgotten why they're playing that
He said, what's wrong today is what's wrong with you
You're so solid, busy solid, that's all you do
With a Vietnamese baby on your mind
Your pretty little mind

Catch me your slaves
Shot at every riffle on the way
I gotta show you more mustard gas
Than any girl ever seen
Since I been blasted
I've been blown
I've been backing away
You've got to back it away
You've got to take a search of values, yeah
But I've got a concert down to play
With a Vietnamese baby on your mind
Your pretty little mind
Your pretty little mind

When I'm getting home to you
I've got to show you what I can do
But everything connects and that ain't nowhere
No, no, no, baby no nowhere
It just won't give a no
No, I'm talking about your overture
Talking bout your overture
Got to shout about your overture
Now that it's over, now that it's over
Now that it's over
What you gonna do?