Little Boy Soldiers (Live)
The Gift"Little Boy Soldiers (Live)" is a song by The Gift, released in 2011 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:44 long and contains 39 lines and 309 words.
0:04It's funny how you never knew what my name was
0:07Our only contact was a form for the election
0:10These days i find that you don't listen
0:14These days i find that we're out of touch
0:17These days i find that i'm too busy
0:20So why the attention now you want my assistance
0:24What have you done for me
0:29You've gone and got yourself in trouble
0:32No you want me to help you out
0:35These days i find that i can't be bothered
0:38These days i find that it's all too much
0:41To pick up a gun and shoot a stranger
0:44But i've got no choice so here i come war games
1:05I'm up on the hills playing little boy soldiers
1:10Reconnaissance duty up at 5 30
1:14Shoot shoot shoot and kill the natives
1:18You're one of us and we love you for that
1:22Think of honour queen and country
1:26You're a blessed son of the british empire
1:30God's on our side and so is washington
1:34Come out on the hills with the little boy soldiers
1:38Come out on the hills with the little boy soldiers
1:42Come out on the hills with the little boy soldiers
1:47Come on outside i'll sing you a lullaby
1:51Or tell a tale of how goodness prevailed
1:56We ruled the world we killed and robbed
2:00The f**king lot but we don't feel bad
2:05It was done beneath the flag of democracy
2:10You'll believe and i do yes i do yes i do
2:15Yes i do
2:15Yes i do
2:16Do
2:23These days i find that i can't be bothered
2:25To argue with them well what's the point
2:28Better to take your shots and drop down dead
2:31Then they send you home in a pine overcoat
2:35With a letter to your mum
2:39Saying find enclosed one son one medal and a note
2:44To say he won
It's 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 it's 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 out on the hills with the little boy soldiers 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 f**king 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 Yes i do 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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