Sold your boy in Honolulu
Got by by staying high back in 68
It was the only way that
he could cope
You learn to kill or you learn to die
The strong and the
stone seem to survive
So between the bong and
the blood and the bullets
He chose to live while he smoked his hope
At 21 he laid down his gun
A hero in Nixon's line
There was pressure on the president
to bring the boys back home
Because he played his part,
they gave him a broken purple heart
And cut him loose to find his way,
soon forgotten and alone
The veteran of the war,
but wars are all the same
Another pawn, another believer,
another loser in the game
But losers learn to be winners,
they learn to refuse to play
And now he's Gary Lookin' Back
Gary Lookin' Back
At the V .A.
His old friends had found a new flame,
a white lady was her name
They made the introduction,
they taught him how to connect
From Colombia to Peru,
he was the best at flying it through
Wearing Guc ci's on his feet
and gold around his neck
Oh, night it all came down,
when he was Miami bound
He took a fall from the 747,
behind his new room
And though it took some time,
to find the Judas who dropped the dime
He bailed out long enough,
and he wasted the fool
The veteran of the war,
the wars are all the same
Another pawn, another believer,
another loser in the game
The losers learn to be winners
when they learn to refuse to play
And now he's never looking back
Never looking back
At the D .E .A.
He left the last of his mortal soul
In the solitary heart of a Florida set
But he knew he wasn't beat
His education was complete
From the lesson learned
From yet another lifetime in hell
Looking back for one last time
Thinking about how he
bought up all their lives
And paid through the nose
For a lovely bunch of lies
He found he was his only prayer
Bound to escape the bitter end
Left alone again
He started pushing hard for paradise
A veteran of the war
But wars are all the same
Another pawn, another believer
You're the loser in the game
The losers learn to be winners
And they learn to refuse to play
And now he's never looking back
At F .L .A.
Now he's hiding from the heat
In a mansion on Martinique
It's so much cooler down there
than counting cash under
a pan of fame
Forgotten old friends in jail
To hell with the Ho Chi Minh trail
He's just another lonely, quiet, rich
Ex -American
Veteran of the war
Wars are all the same
Another pawn, another believer
A loser in the game
But losers learn to be winners
And they learn to refuse to play
And now he's never looking back
Yeah
At the U .S .A.
Veteran of the war
But wars are all the same
Another pawn, another believer
A little loser in the game
But losers learn to be winners
When they learn to refuse to play
And now he's never looking back
Hey!
At the U .S .A.
You're a veteran of the war
But wars are all the same
Another pawn, another believer
Another loser in the game
The losers learn to be winners
When they learn to refuse to play
And now he's never looking back
Never looking
At the USA
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
The veteran of the war
The wars are all the same
Another pawn, another demeanor
When losers learn to be winners,
when they learn to refuse to play.
Bertie Higgins 
