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