Xmas İn February

Sam Was Lyin' İn The Jungle
Agent Orange Spread Against The Sky Like Marmalade
Hendrix Played On Some Foreign Jukebox
They Were Praying To Be Saved
Those Gooks Were Fierce And Fearless
That'S The Price You Pay When You İnvade
Xmas İn February

Sam Lost His Arm İn Some Border Town
His Fingers Are Mixed With Someone'S Crop
If He Didn'T Have That Opium To Smoke
The Pain Would Never Ever Stop
Half His Friends Are Stuffed İnto Black Body Bags
With Their Names Printed At The Top
Xmas İn February

Sammy Was A Short Order Cook
In A Short Order Black And Blue Collar Town
Everybody Worked The Steel Mill
But The Steel Mill Got Closed Down
He Thought İf He Joined The Army
He'D Have A Future That Was Sound
Like No Xmas İn February

Sam'S Staring At The Vietnam Wall
It'S Been A While Now That He'S Home
His Wife And Kid Have Left, He'S Unemployed
He'S A Reminder Of The War That Wasn'T Won
He'S The Guy On The Street With The Sign That Reads
"Please Help Send This Vet Home"
But He İs Home
And There'S No Xmas İn February
No Matter How Much He Saves