I'd rather work in the city in a pinstriped suit and bowler hat If you break my arm I'll join the Union, you know how I feel about that Put me in a uniform if it comes to blows But you'll never get me up Never get me up Never get me up in one of those I'd rather serve time on the Foreign Legion Or risk my neck travelling on the Southern Region Put me in a uniform if it comes to blows But you'll never get me up Never gonna get me up Never get me up in one of those I can stay down here and get high I ain't got no need reason whatever to fly If the good Lord had meant us to get up in one of them things He'd have given us the tickets as well as the pair of wings So if you don't mind I'll take my chances walking the street 'Cause I dig the feel of the ground beneath my feet Put me in a uniform if it comes to blows But you'll never get me up Never get me up Never gonna get me up in one of those No you'll never get me up Never gonna get me up Never get me up in one of those No you'll never get me up Never gonna get me up Never get me up in one of those No you'll never get me up Never gonna get me up Never get me up in one of those