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"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 ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By SAGER, CAROLE BAYER/MANCHESTER, MELISSA <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC, CARLIN AMERICA INC</i> |
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I wake up and see
The light of the day Shining on me Make my own time It's mine to spend Think to myself My own best friend It's not so bad all alone Comin' home to myself again Now I understand Whatever I feel is whoever I am Watching my life and how its grown Looking on back to friends I've known Its not so bad all alone Coming home to myself again It's not so bad to get lost in my tears And to laugh and to cry for the years gone by Oh my, oh my Now somehow I know I've come a long way Got a long way to go But something inside Keeps making me strong And in the bad times I'll get along 'Cause it's not so bad all alone Comin' home to myself again I'm comin' home |
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