I Wish I Was a Blue Job

Sometimes I wish I was a Blue Job, up in the sky. I wouldn't have to walk if I could fly. But, I'll be a Brown Job until I die. With ten years to go in the RLI. The Sergeant that signed me up, Had a face like the back of a truck. A tatoo on each knee, And legs like a Mugla tree. And the Medic that did my test, He left me standing in my vest, And then when I didn't see. He stamped me with a TAP. Sometimes I wish I was a Blue Job, up in the sky. I wouldn't have to walk if I could fly. But, I'll be a Brown Job until I die. With ten years to go in the RLI.