Chicken Scratch
He held a box of picks and shotgun shells
With his Beatle books and boots
And he smiled, oh how he smiled
A wicked little gleam in his eye
Can't get it through his head
On a page of chicken scratch
Written down in blood
He smiled and he sighed
A wicked little gleam in his eye
As for long goodbyes, he hated long goodbyes
Don't you know what's going on
Don't you know the score
Don't you know what's going on
Don't you know what it's for
Get it through his head
Chris Glomp: drums, electric guitar, vox
Rick Fatke: bass
Eric J. Nelson: organ, vox