"B.F.P.O.*"
Army dreamers.
"Mammy´s hero."
"B.F.P.O."
"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.
Ooh, what a waste of
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 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.
Ooh, what a waste of
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of all that
Army dreamers,
Army dreamers,
Army dreamers, oh...

("B.F.P.O.")
Did-n-did-n-did-n-dum...
Army dreamers.
Did-n-did-n-did-n-dum...
("Mammy´s hero.")
("B.F.P.O.")
Army Dreamers.
("Mammy´s hero.")
("B.F.P.O.")
No harm heroes.
("Mammy´s hero.")
("B.F.P.O.")
Army dreamers.
("Mammy´s hero.")
("B.F.P.O.")
No harm heroes.

[*--"B.F.P.O.": British Forces Posted Overseas.]