LITTLE BOY SOLDIERS — текст песни (The Jam)

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,
No 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 lullaby,
Or tell a 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 beneath 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 withthem 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.