Man, I love the smell of Napalm in the morning
Here, by the rivers of Babylon
Where Jews sit to cry
And now my friends die
And I try -
Not to be another number on the CNN tonight
Hey, ma, I may...
Nevermind.

They keep saying we're their heros
The soldiers of the greatest country in the world
Oh Lord!
I have no idea what we are fighting for
Not anymore
Never did before
All I know for sure is that I may...
Nevermind

I have no idea what is right and wrong
I am the Yossarian of this millenium
I just want to screw the local whore
And get home tonight
And to think no more
To eat Slappy Joes, as I did before
And I also may...
Nevermind

It's not World War 2
Like they're telling you
Yeah, its more like 'Nam
I swear - it's true
We've just hit four hundred dead
Sent to you, wrapped in red and blue
And I may...
Be one too.

Nevermind.
Mama, I love you.