Jam - Little Boy Soldiers Lyrics
Its funny how you never knew what my name was,Our only contact was a form for the election.These days I find that you dont listen,These days I find that were out of touch,These days I find that Im too busy,So why the attention now you want my assistance -What have you done for me.Youve gone and got yourself in trouble,No you want me to help you out.These days I find that I cant be bothered,These days I find that its all too much,To pick up a gun and shoot a stranger,But Ive got no choice so here I come - war games.Im up on the hills, playing little boy soldiers,Reconnaissance duty up at 5:30.Shoot shoot shoot and kill the natives,Youre one of us and we love you for that.Think of honour, queen and country,Youre a blessed son of the british empire,Gods on our side and so is washington.Come out on the hills with the little boy soldiers.Come on outside - Ill sing you a lullaby,Or tell a tale of how goodness prevailed.We ruled the world - we killed and robbed,The *****ing lot - but we dont feel bad.It was done beneath the flag of democracy,Youll believe and I do - yes I do - yes I do -Yes I do -These days I find that I cant be bothered,To argue withthem well whats the point,Better to take your shots and drop down dead,Then they send you home in a pine overcoatWith a letter to your mumSaying find enclosed one son - one medal and a note -To say he won.
