If It Feels Good (Let It Ride)

"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