That Big Bottlin' Plant Up in the Sky My kind of bottlin' plant, I hope I live to see And don't have to wait 'till the perly gate Opens up for me And there'll be old Saint Peter with my franchise and a key Sayin' "Here's where all good bottlers go" It's heavenly... ye-ha! In that big bottlin' plant up in the sky That big bottlin' plant up in the sky Well, the bottles jump right off the shelf And roll right out and sell themself And Coca-Cola's all that people buy In that big bottlin' plant up in the blue Every shipment arrives the day it's due Yes sir, the trucks are always loaded right And strikes get settled overnight And there's no such a thing as IOU - pay when due! You deliver the goods and it's cash on the line, cash on the line, cash on the line And third party checks are a capital crime! And nothing ever springs a leak In that big bottling plant oh way up there The weather is always hot and fair And folks are thirsty 'round the clock And nothin's ever out of stock And every deal is full price fair and square In that big bottlin' plant up in the sky And there's no FTC And there's no EPA No FDA, to spoil your day No more alphabet soup to turn your hair gray. And (beans?) come and stay for life! Did you say life? Yes, I said life! Ya-hoo! When you call up Atlanta you get through And it ain't just their hat they're talkin' through Lines adjust to any size bottle and man can devise We hope we live to see it 'fore we die Behind those pearly gates Zero interest rates That big bottlin' plant up in the sky!