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!