Butterfly Nostalgia: Little Green Army Men

Little Green Army Men

Little green army men
Chewed by the dog and left out in the sun
I don’t want to wake up like them
I don’t want to be a factory son
I don’t want to be yesterday’s fun and games

Hoist the sails, lower the veils
The rubber ducky knows the way back home
But what to do with the dirt that remains?
I don’t want to see you suffer in vain
I don’t want to leave yesterday’s fun and games

We called it play, but now it’s work
Can’t find pleasure in the method no more
And out from it’s shadow madness starts to lurk
I don’t want to be your empty gun
I don’t want to be yesterday’s fun and games

So baby please…
Don’t let me hear you say
Just one of these days
Just one of these…
Don’t let me hear you say
Just one of these days
Just one of these days
Just one of these days…

Little green army men
Lost in the sandbox and that goddamn sun
Colors slowly fade as the dye dies away
And I don’t want to be a factory son
I don’t want to see you suffer in vain
I don’t want to be your empty gun
I don’t want to be yesterday’s fun and games

I don’t want to wake up like them
I don’t want to wake up like them
I don’t want to wake up like them
I don’t want to wake up and still be asleep

So baby please…
Don’t let me hear you say
Just one of these days
Just one of these…
Don’t let me hear you say
Just one of these days
Just one of these days
Just one of these days…