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LITTLE BOY SOLDIERS - Paul Weller 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 don`t listen, These days I find that we`re out of touch, These days I find that I`m too busy, So why the attention now you want my assistance - what have you done for me? You`ve gone and got yourself in trouble, Now you want me to help you out. These days I find that I can`t be bothered, These days I find that its all too much, To pick up a gun and shoot a stranger, But I`ve got no choice so here I come - war games. I`m up on the hills playing little boy soldiers, Reconnaissance duty up at 5:30. Shoot shoot shoot and kill the natives, You`re one of us and we love you for that. Think of honour, Queen and country. You`re a blessed son of the British Empire, God`s on our side and so is Washington. Come out on the hills with the little boy soldiers. Come on outside - I`ll sing you a lullabye, And tell the tale of how goodness prevailed. We ruled the world - we killed and robbed, The fucking lot - but we don`t feel bad. It was done beneathe the flag of democracy, You`ll believe - and I do, yes I do - yes I do - Yes I do - These days I find that I can`t be bothered, To argue with them - well, what`s the point? Better to take your shots and drop down dead, then they send you home in a pine overcoat. With a letter to your mum Saying `find enclosed one son, one medal` - and a note to say he won.
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