He was in the Vietnam war (Oh)
He had shell shock, they call it
The effects of being in the war, what you see being in the military
The things that you go through: the drugs, the alcohol, killing
Seeing your friends die and not being able to cope
But he would always come here to sit and talk to mom
He sat and came to Venemily
All the the time
All the time
Venemily fed him, Venemily would clothe him, give him hats from Pete
Uncle Junk, anybody, glove
Make him sit on the chair after she feed him and tell him to go to sleep, take a nap- a rest
And around that time we were comin' home from school, the bus
He loved Venemily
Mhm
He loved Venemily
I think because she was the opposite of his own mother
Mhm
That was a good time
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He was in the Vietnam war (Oh)
He had shell shock, they call it
The effects of being in the war, what you see being in the military
The things that you go through: the drugs, the alcohol, killing
Seeing your friends die and not being able to cope
But he would always come here to sit and talk to mom
He sat and came to Venemily
All the the time
All the time
Venemily fed him, Venemily would clothe him, give him hats from Pete
Uncle Junk, anybody, glove
Make him sit on the chair after she feed him and tell him to go to sleep, take a nap- a rest
And around that time we were comin' home from school, the bus
He loved Venemily
Mhm
He loved Venemily
I think because she was the opposite of his own mother
Mhm
That was a good time
He had shell shock, they call it
The effects of being in the war, what you see being in the military
The things that you go through: the drugs, the alcohol, killing
Seeing your friends die and not being able to cope
But he would always come here to sit and talk to mom
He sat and came to Venemily
All the the time
All the time
Venemily fed him, Venemily would clothe him, give him hats from Pete
Uncle Junk, anybody, glove
Make him sit on the chair after she feed him and tell him to go to sleep, take a nap- a rest
And around that time we were comin' home from school, the bus
He loved Venemily
Mhm
He loved Venemily
I think because she was the opposite of his own mother
Mhm
That was a good time
Writer: Avery Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.