Alistair Brammer - Why God, Why? lyrics

[CHRIS] Why does Saigon never sleep at night Why does this girl smell of orange trees How can I feel good when nothing's right Why is she cool when there is no breeze Vietnam You don't give answers, do you friend Just questions that don't ever end Why, God, why today I'm all through here, on my way There's nothing left here that I'll miss Why send me now a night like this Who is the girl in this rusty bed Why am I back in a filthy room Why is her voice ringing in my head Why am I high on her cheap perfume Vietnam - hey look, I mean you no offense But why does nothing here make sense Why, God, show your hand Why can't one guy understand I've been with girls who knew much more I never felt confused before Why me? What's your plan? I can't help her - no one can I liked my mem'ries as they were But now I'll leave rememb'ring her When I went home before No one talked of the war What they knew from TV Didn't have a thing to do with me I went back and re-upped Sure Saigon is corrupt It felt better to be here Driving for the emba**y 'Cause here if you can pull a string A guy like me lives like a king Just as long as you don't believe anything Why, God, why this face Why such beauty in this place I liked my memories as they were But now I'll leave rememb'ring her Just her