At the Depot
Rory Gallagher Lyrics

Well, I'm hanging around the depot, boys, Trying to get a job, I'm so sick and tired of being laid off, No silver lining, no rainbow's end,
The singer is at the station, looking for work. He is frustrated with his joblessness, and sees no hope or opportunity for improvement.

Bills in my mailbox, that's all they ever send, All they ever send.
The singer is inundated with bills, which he assumes is all he will ever receive in terms of mail.

Well, I'm hanging around the corner, boys, Holding up the wall, Feeling kinda sloppy, waiting for a call.
The singer is waiting around aimlessly, feeling restless and somewhat disheveled.

Running out of patience, running out of cool, Don't turn on the radio, I don't want to hear the news, Don't want to hear the news.
The singer's frustration with his lack of options is getting the better of him; he avoids hearing any news, good or bad.

Well, you sure look good, baby, sure look neat, Sure make sense from your head to your feet, You don't want to know me now, but you're gonna change your mind, I'm going to Fat City, gonna do things in style.
The singer encounters a woman who he finds attractive, but who at present doesn't give him the time of day. He claims he will soon be successful and go 'in style', suggesting he believes his fortunes will soon change.

Making all the ice melt when you walk down the street, Making all the ice melt when you walk down the street. You don't want to know me now, but you're gonna change your mind, I'm going to Fat City, gonna do things in style.
The singer reiterates his admiration for the woman he's encountered, suggesting he finds her very attractive. He repeats that she will eventually notice him, and that his success will be grand.

Well, my motor won't run man, I'm sure it's on the blink, Ain't had no gasoline since God knows when, I'm waiting for that woman, ain't she ever gonna show? Don't keep me waiting, I got some place else to go, Some place else to go.
The singer's car is broken down, and he is feeling impatient waiting for the woman he's interested in. He seems to be saying he has better things to do than wait, but is still hoping she'll show up.

Well, I'm hanging round the depot, boys, Can't get a job, I'm so sick and tired of being laid off, No silver lining, no rainbow's end, Blues in my mailbox, that's all they ever send, All they ever send, All they ever send.
The song ends with the same verse that it began with, emphasizing the singer's feelings of hopelessness and despair at his joblessness and lack of prospects.