Happy August!
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.
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.
Do you want my
Do you want my
Do you want my
Do you want my job?
Eddie Cochran - Summertime Blues