B.F.P.O. (army dreamers)
Mammy
B.F.P.O.
Mammy
Our little army boy
Is coming home from B.F.P.O.
I
To decorate mammy
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
(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
Ooh, what a waste of army dreamers
Tears o
Oh, Jesus Christ, he wasn
Like a chicken with a fox
He couldn
Give the kid the pick of pips
And give him all your stripes and ribbons
Now he
He might as well have buttons and bows
(What could he do? Should have been a rock star)
But he didn
(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
Ooh, what a waste of army dreamers
Ooh, what a waste of all them army dreamers
Army dreamers
Army dreamers, oh
B.F.P.O. (army dreamers)
Mammy
B.F.P.O. (army dreamers)
Mammy
B.F.P.O. (no hard heroes)
Mammy
B.F.P.O. (army dreamers)
Mammy
B.F.P.O. (army dreamers)