For veteran's day, here's "Khe Sanh" by Cold Chisel and the mighty Jimmy Barnes :

  I left my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh
  And my soul was sold with my cigarettes to the blackmarket man
  I've had the Vietnam cold turkey
  From the ocean to the Silver City
  And it's only other vets could understand
  About the long forgotten dockside guarantees
  How there were no V-day heroes in 1973
  How we sailed into Sydney Harbour
  I saw an old friend but couldn't kiss her
  And she was lined, and I was home to a lucky land
  She was like so many more from that time on
  Their lives were all so empty, until they found their chosen one
  And their legs were often open
  But their minds were always closed
  And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains
  And the legal pads were yellow, hours long, paypacket lean
  And the telex writers clattered where the gunships once had been
  But the car parks made me jumpy
  And I never stopped the dreams
  Or the growing need for speed and novacaine
  So I worked across the country from end to end
  Tried to find a place to settle down, 
  Where my mixed up life could mend
  Held a job on an oil-rig
  Flying choppers when I could
  But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend
  And I've travelled round the world from year to year
  And each one found me aimless, one more year the worse for wear
  And I've been back to South East Asia
  You know the answer sure ain't there
  But I'm drifting north, to check things out again
  You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
  Only seven flying hours, and I'll be landing in Hong Kong
  There ain't nothing like the kisses
  From a jaded Chinese princess
  I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long 
  Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
  Yeah the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone 
  And it's really got me worried
  I'm goin' nowhere and I'm in a hurry
  And the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone