B.F.P.O ...

Our little army boy
Is coming home from B.F.P.O.
With a bunch of purple flowers
To decorate a mummy's hero

Mourning in the aerodrome,
The weather warmer, he is colder
Four men in uniform
To carry home our 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 made it to his twenties
What a waste of army dreamers
Army dreamers
Army dreamers

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 his 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 never 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 made it to his twenties
What a waste of army dreamers
Army dreamers
Army dreamers
Army dreamers

Army dreamers, oh
Dreamers
What a waste
What a waste of
What a waste of
Dreamers

B.F.P.O ...
Mummy's hero ...

What a waste of
Army, army dreamers
Army dreamers
Army dreamers
Army dreamers
What a waste
What a waste of dreamers

Mummy's hero ...

B.F.P.O. ...


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Army Dreamers (Kate Bush cover) song meanings
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