Army Dreamers

Hmm, ah ooh, ah ooh... (B.F.P.O) Hmm, ah ooh, ah ooh... (Mammy's hero) Our little army boy Is coming home from B.F.P.O I've a bunch of purple flowers To decorate a mammy's hero Mourning in the aerodrome The weather warmer, he is colder Four men in uniform To carry home my little soldier "What could he do? Should have been a rock star." But he didn't have the money for a guitar "What could he do? Should have been a politician." But he never had a proper education "What could he do? Should have been a father." But he never even made it to his twenties What a waste -- Army dreamers What a waste -- Army dreamers Hmm, ah ooh, ah ooh... (B.F.P.O) Hmm, ah ooh, ah ooh... (Mammy's hero) Tears o'er a tin box Oh, Jesus Christ, he wasn't to know Like a chicken with a fox He couldn't win the war with ego Give the kid the pick of pips And give him all your stripes and ribbons Now he's sitting in his hole He might as well have buttons and bows "What could he do? Should have been a rock star." But he didn't have the money for a guitar "What could he do? Should have been a politician." But he never had a proper education "What could he do? Should have been a father." But he never even made it to his twenties What a waste -- Army dreamers Oh What a waste of Army dreamers Oh What a waste of Army dreamers Army dreamers Army dreamers