David Lindley - Do You Want My Job? lyrics

(Ry Cooder) Cool breezes from the mountains blow As I get dressed and get ready to go On the island dawn is breaking In the harbor all the tankers are waiting From the land of the rising sun They bring all their old plutonium And we unload it right into the bay For two dollars and forty cents a day Do you want my Do you want my Do you want my Do you want my job? I humps the stuff and I takes the cash So my kids can wear Adidas And if you live here long enough you'll know That we don't got no place else to go I remember when the air was sweet And we had lots of that fish to eat Now we buy Spam from the grocery store 'Cause you can't eat that fish no more Do you want my Do you want my Do you want my Do you want my job?