[ti:Xmas In February (LP Version)]
[ar:Lou Reed]
[al:New York]
[00:11.48]Sam was lyin' in the jungle
[00:13.64]agent orange spread against the sky like marmalade
[00:16.68]Hendrix played on some foreign jukebox
[00:19.86]they were praying to be saved
[00:21.95]Those gooks were fierce and fearless
[00:24.75]that's the price you pay when you invade
[00:27.53]Xmas in February
[00:30.62]
[00:30.97]Sam lost his arm in some border town
[00:36.10]His fingers are mixed with someone's crop
[00:38.59]If he didn't have that opium to smoke
[00:41.59]The pain would never ever stop
[00:44.57]Half his friends are stuffed into black body bags
[00:47.21]With their names printed at the top
[00:49.65]Xmas in February
[00:51.79]
[00:52.39]Sammy was a short order cook
[00:57.46]In a short order black and blue collar town
[01:01.36]Everybody worked the steel mill
[01:03.69]But the steel mill got closed down
[01:06.58]He thought if he joined the Army
[01:08.33]He'd have a future that was sound
[01:11.42]Like no Xmas in February
[01:13.32]
[01:39.48]Sam's staring at the Vietnam Wall
[01:42.36]It's been a while now that he's home
[01:44.90]His wife and kid have left, he's unemployed
[01:47.69]He's a reminder of the war that wasn't won
[01:50.52]He's that guy on the street with the sign that reads
[01:53.41]"Please help send this Vet home"
[01:55.90]But he is home, and there's no Xmas in February
[02:00.44]No matter how much he saves