"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