Lyrics The Jam – Little Boy Soldiers

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,

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,

With a letter to your mum

Saying find enclosed one son — one medal and a note —
to say he won.