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