I lived in tunnels
Sometimes there was no rice and the water was bad
I was married, and very happy
My husband was just a regular guy, but he was k**ed
In my room, light from a light bulb
Smoke from fire
I think of Sony and Toyota
I see smiling faces, nights without fear
Holding a man who won't be gone when day comes
I dream too, Yankee
On R&R here comes a walking paycheque
Back from the front, he's going to have some fun
Holding rubbers and a gun
The grunt will grunt & the girl will take a raincheck
He ain't going to be the first
G.I. on a two day pa**
A G-string separates the words
Writ in lipstick across her a**
F.M.U.S.A.
F.M.U.S.A.
Pump it up, but first you pay
F.M.U.S.A.
I dream too, Yankee
F.M.U.S.A.
I'm down on my knees, I'm saying
In this freefire zone he wants to be unseen
Acid, junk, and speed help his heart freeze
He wants a woman to do him on her knees
Says "No blue eyed blondes back home believe in me"
He needs the gook girl
While she spills his seed
She says "If I weren't doing you I'd be V.C."
F.M.U.S.A.
F.M.U.S.A.
Pump it up, but first you pay
F.M.U.S.A.
I dream too, Yankee
F.M.U.S.A.
I'm down on my knees, I'm saying
Yo. I come from Detroit. Motor City? Yeah.
I never had nothing.
sh**. Probably won't live that long
It's the Brothers get most combat missions
Putting our a**es on the line
While all the rich kids finish college
But we party
Yeah we get R + R.
We party seriously man -
Stoned out of our f**ing trees
Hunting that Saigon Poontang,
You know what I mean
Them b**hes are f**ing wild.
F.M.U.S.A.
F.M.U.S.A.
Pump it up, but first you pay
F.M.U.S.A.
I dream too, Yankee
F.M.U.S.A.
I'm down on my knees, I'm saying
F.M.U.S.A.
F.M.U.S.A.
Pump it up, but first you pay
F.M.U.S.A.
I dream too, Yankee