do you want my job |
|
Cool
breezes from the mountains blow |
As
I wake up and dress to go |
On
the island, dawn is breaking |
In
the harbor, tanker's waiting |
|
From
the land of the rising sun |
They
bring their old plutonium |
And
we unload it in the bay |
For
two dollars forty cents a day |
|
CHORUS: |
Do
you want my |
Do
you want my |
Do
you want my |
Do
you want my job |
|
I
hump the stuff, I take the cash |
So
my kids can wear Adidas |
And
if you live here, home, you know |
We
ain't got no place else to go |
|
I
remember when the air was sweet |
And
I brought home the fish to eat |
Now
we buy Spam from the grocery store |
'Cause
you can't eat the fish no more |
|
REPEAT
CHORUS |
|