We met as soul matesOn Parris IslandWe left as inmatesFrom an asylumAnd we were sharpAs sharp as knivesAnd we were so gung hoTo lay down our livesWe came in.. In the thick of the fight. We, held the day. In the palm of our hands. They, ruled the night. And the night, seemed to last. As long as six weeks. On Parris Island. We held the coastline. They held the highland.
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Billy Joel performing "Goodnight Saigon" live from A Matter of Trust - The Bridge to RussiaListen to Billy Joel: https://billyjoel.lnk.to/listenYDSubscribe t.. We met as soul mates on Parris Island We left as inmates from an asylum And we were sharp, as sharp as knives And we were so gung ho to lay down our lives. We came in spastic like tameless horses We left in plastic as numbered corpses And we learned fast to travel light Our arms were heavy but our bellies were tight. We had no home front, we had no soft soap They sent us Playboy, they gave us.
