Kate Bush - Army Dreamers 1980

Kate Bush - Army Dreamers 1980 Our little army boy Is coming home from B.F.P.O. I&a bunch of purple flowers To decorate a mammy&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&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&a tin box. Oh, Jesus Christ, he wasn&to know, Like a chicken with a fox, He couldn&win the war with ego. Give the kid the pick of pips, And give him all your stripes and ribbons. Now he&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&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&hero.") ("B.F.P.O.") Army Dreamers. ("Mammy&hero.") ("B.F.P.O.") No harm heroes. ("Mammy&hero.") ("B.F.P.O."...