I worked Saturdays at the satisfactory factory After me, there'd be shift change over I'd quit being sober I'd watch the planes fly over Think about folks I knew I used to know a few I'd call up the numbers Say "What's up, brother?" Today is another day Say, what's new? Talking the talk Walking circles Around the block Smack dab in the middle Of the lower 48 How could this be any slower Than to go to hell and wait Decatur, I'll see you later Pulverized Beat down by the mundane Paralyzed Going insane, well The saddest factory's still Satisfactory still Gotta make a living, they ain't giving 'em out Not if I want my pride I'd just as soon die Than be lazy Smack dab in the middle Of the lower 48 How could this be any slower Than to go to hell and wait Decatur, I'll see you later I quit Saturdays at the satisfactory factory After me, there'd be plenty of time Since I's off the line Oh, I drank like a river Pickled my liver Watch takers and givers Shiver in the cold light I ain't blaming nobody for nothing But I got something I can't say I gotta carry it away I'd ring the numbers Call 'em up, no one'd pick up I guess we talked enough Smack dab in the middle Of the lower 48 How could this be any slower Than to go to hell and wait Decatur, I'll see you later Pulverized Beat down by the mundane Paralyzed Going insane, well The saddest factory's still Satisfactory still Gotta make a living, they ain't giving 'em out Not if I want my pride I'd just as soon die Than be lazy Smacked dab in the middle Of the lower 48 How could this be any different Than to go to hell and wait Decatur, I'll see you later