If "Goodnight Saigon" was written today...

Substituted words are mine, not Billy Joel's...but obviously, I didn't have to change much. - Paragon

We met as soul mates on Parris Island
We left as inmates from an asylum
And we were sharp, as sharp as knives
And we were so gung ho to lay down our lives

We came in spastic, like tameless horses
We left in plastic as numbered corpses
And we learned fast to travel light
Our arms were heavy but our bellies were tight

We had no home front, we had no soft soap
They banned the Playboy, they gave us no hope
We dug in deep and shot on sight
And prayed to Jesus Christ with all of our might

They sent us embeds to shoot the landscape
We passed the oil pipes and played our Toby tapes
And it was dark, so dark at night
And we held on to each other like brother to brother
We promised our mothers we'd write
And we would all go down together
We said we'd all go down together
Yes, we would all go down together

Remember Charlie? Remember Baker?
They left their childhood on every acre
And who was wrong? And who was right?
It didn't matter in the thick of the fight

We held the day in the palm of our hand
They ruled the night and the night
Seemed to last as long as...

Six weeks on Parris Island
We held the front lines, they held the highlands
And they were sharp, as sharp as knives
They heard the hum of our motors, they counted the rotors
And waited for us to arrive
And we would all go down together
We said we'd all go down together
Yes, we would all go down together

http://www.reason.com/hod/nr032604.shtml

The title says it all..." It's All Bad News."

It would be called "Good Night Ho Chi Min City".

;-)