Factory
Now i know i had something to say but the problem is to say something Uhh...you gotta say it And i still don't remember a thing since that funny gas Came out of that pipe next to me / i guess they didn't ok it Now i remember--did i tell ya? Cut my thumb off at the knuckle on a broken band saw Didn't see the belt buckle or the blade slip And i remember when the doctor did it up with a stitch Funny thing...still got a scratch that i can't itch where my thumb was Now i've brought the same piece of chicken in a bag to work everyday For the last twenty years or so And i really don't mind, work assembly line Got an intercom blasting the news and the latest on the baseball scores Come around every friday, well i get a paycheck Take the same road home that i come to work on, heck, it's a living
And i got another factory at home Got a barbeque, pink mustang, fenders chrome And at nine o'clock i sit there in my chair And i don't know why i lose my hair And then i go to / and then i go to / and then i go to sleep
Well i like to know what i'm doing when i do it And i do what i'm doing 'cause i don't know what to do when i'm not doing it Sometimes i remember as a boy my father told me i could grow up To be anything i really wanted to be / anything And everyday at lunch i still look for my lost digit Still got that funny scratch, so maybe when i find it i can itch it And i got a little rubber pool in the backyard for the kids to wade in
And i....i...i...i...i...i? I got another factory back home Got a little backyard, pink mustang, fenders chrome At nine o'clock i'm in my chair sat down Just lately now when my wife talks back to me i slap her around And then i go to / and then i go to / and then i go to sleep
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