Occupation Lyrics

We cowboys are a hardy breed
We eat our beans and tumbleweed
We're good on horses, good with guns
We smell, but so does everyone

La, la, an occupation for you
La, la, an occupation for you

We doctors are important men
We make you feel well again
You open wide and we look in
And throw in several aspirin

La, la, an occupation for you
La, la, an occupation for you

There are soldiers, sailors, stuntmen, jailers,
Jewelers, G-men, unless your Daddy's rich
You need a
La, la, an occupation for you

We athletes run around and round
We moan and groan and hit the ground
And when we get to 35
We sell cosmetics and survive

La, la, an occupation for you
La, la, an occupation for you

There are bodyguards, bouncers, TV announcers,
Farmers, models, unless your Daddy's rich,
You need a
La, la, an occupation for you

We salesmen can sell a storm
We sell your blankets when you're warm
And if you're really, really warm

We'll sell you two, we've got that charm
We pilots take you anywhere
We'll be your father in the air
We'll try to look calm and cool
We're as scared as all of you

There are soldiers, sailors, stuntmen, jailers,
Jewelers, G-men, unless your Daddy's filthy rich,
You need a
La, la, an occupation for you