I leveled my heart to the sapphires round Caysanne And my soul was sold with my cigarettes to the black market man I had to 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 I couldn't kiss her She was lying and I was home to the lucky lamb 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 your hours long pay packets man Metallic triders clattered where the gunships had once been Car parks make me jumpy and I never stop in dreams Of a growing need for speed and overkill So I worked across the country from end to end Tried to find a place to settle down where my mixed up life would mend I 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 will wear And I've been back to Southeast Asia and the answer sure ain't there But I'm drifting north to check things out again Yes I am Whoa.. Well the gasplane out of Sydney has almost gone And over seven flying hours And I've been landing in Hong Kong I'm wearing nothing like the gift desk From a cheating Chinese princess I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long Well the gasplane out of Sydney has almost gone You know the gasplane out of Sydney has almost gone And it's really got me worried I'm going nowhere and I'm in a hurry You know the gasplane out of Sydney has almost gone Well the gasplane out of Sydney has almost gone You know the gasplane out of Sydney has almost gone And it's really got me worried I'm going nowhere and I'm in a hurry You know the gasplane out of Sydney has almost gone Thanks for watching!