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At the embassy in Saigon Burning papers on the lawn Our great escape was grand Sleight of hand and we got away The soldiers fight today Far away In a land far away In Panama we checked our notes Children and goats got in our way So finally we pushed on through And yes, we blew them all away The soldiers fight today Far away In a land far away Tell me, tell me Will it hold the hounds at bay? Is brute force our course Or is it bound to fade away? If murder's all the same By any name you choose to say Then freedom's purchased with a gun Number one in the U.S.A. The soldiers fight today Far away In a land far away From Letras Mania