Nothing is over! Nothing!
You just don't turn it off!
It wasn't my war. You asked me, I didn't ask you!
And I did what I had to do to win,
but someone wouldn't let us win.
And I come back to
the world, and I see all
those maggots at the
airport, protestin' me, spittin'.
Callin' me baby killer
and all kinds of vile crap!
Who are they to protest
me, huh? Who are they?
Unless they've been me and been there,
and know what the
hell they're yellin' about?
(It was a bad time for everyone,Rambo. It's all in the past now.)
FOR YOU! For me,civilian life is nothing.
In the field, we had a code of honor.
You watch my back, I watch
yours. Back here, there's nothing!
You're the last of an elite
group...don't end it like this
Back there I could fly a gunship, I could drive a tank,
I was in charge of a million dollar equipment!
Back here, I can't even hold a job parking cars!
Where is everybody?
I had a friend, who was in the Air Force.
There were all these guys, man.
Back there were all these fuckin guys!
Who were my friends!
Back here, there's nothing!
Remember Dan Forest?
Wore this black headband.
I took one of his magic
markers, and I said:"If found, you mail this to Las Vegas",'cause we were always talkin' about Vegas,
and this fuckin' car. This so great '58 Chevy convertible!
He was talkin' about his car,he said we'd get cruised till the tires fell off!
We were in this bar in Saigon, and this kid comes up,
this kid carrying a shoe shine box.
And there, he says:"Shine please, shine!"
I said no, and he kept askin',
yeah, and Joe would say 'yeah'.
And...I went to get a couple of beers.
And the box was wired.
He opened up the box...
Fucking blew his body all over the place.
He's laying there and he's fucking screaming,
there's pieces of him all over me!
And I'm trying to pull them off, you
know...my friend! It's all over me!
I got blood and everything and...
I'm trying to hold him together, I put him together the fucking entrails keep coming out!
And nobody would help!
He's saying, sayin',"I want to go home!" just calling my name.
"I wanna go home, Johnny,I wanna drive my Chevy!"
I said: "Why I can't find your fuckin' legs."
"I can't find your legs!"
I can't get it out of my
head. It was seven years.
Every day it hurts.
Sometimes I wake up and don't know
where I am. I don't talk to anybody.
Sometimes a day.
Sometimes a week.
I can't put it outta my mind...
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