Saigon Lyrics

Jet plane landed, six p.m
A man with a mission and a purpose again
Books a room in a cheap hotel
A well-used woman and a bottle of gin
There's a knock at the door
And the lights go down

The door opens slowly
He's got his gun in his hand

Here in Saigon
Here in Saigon
Here in Saigon
Here in Saigon
I see you by the TV screen
They're telling you what you should hear and nothing more
We're here in a dark back alley The show goes on
Where heroes and villians are insеparable
The underground is making its way to thе top

But this is part of your life
And you don't want it to stop

Here in Saigon
Here in Saigon
Here in Saigon
Here in Saigon

Here in Saigon
Here in Saigon
Here in Saigon
Here in Saigon

Here in Saigon
Here in Saigon
Here in Saigon
Here in Saigon

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