Scratch
written by: Jak Locke
written by: Jak Locke
version 1:
from Empty Rooms (October 29th 1998) (3:13)
Shootin pool on another lonely night
Ain't no lady, ain't none of my friends in sight
It's my break and broken's what I am
It's your turn pal, say, tell me your name again
Sunk the fourteen, well my soul is sinkin too
Well I can't help wonderin if it's all because of you
Eight ball, my shot, and down the cue ball went
One more game pal, here's my last fifty cents
Ain't no lady, ain't none of my friends in sight
It's my break and broken's what I am
It's your turn pal, say, tell me your name again
Sunk the fourteen, well my soul is sinkin too
Well I can't help wonderin if it's all because of you
Eight ball, my shot, and down the cue ball went
One more game pal, here's my last fifty cents
version 2:
from Heavy Root (December 20th 1999) (4:00)
Shootin pool on another lonely night
Ain't no ladies, ain't none of my friends in sight
It's my break and broken is what I am
One more game pal, say, tell me your name again
Sunk the fourteen, well my soul is sinkin too
Can't help wonderin if it's all because of you
Eight ball, my shot, right down the cue ball went
One more game pal, here's my last fifty cents
Ain't no ladies, ain't none of my friends in sight
It's my break and broken is what I am
One more game pal, say, tell me your name again
Sunk the fourteen, well my soul is sinkin too
Can't help wonderin if it's all because of you
Eight ball, my shot, right down the cue ball went
One more game pal, here's my last fifty cents
version 3:
from Here, We Rock (December 21st 2001) (4:07)
Shootin pool on another lonely night
Ain't no ladies, ain't none of my friends in sight
It's my break baby, and you know that broken is what I am
Say it's your turn pal, say, tell me your name again
Sunk the fourteen well baby, you know my soul is sinking too
I can't help wondering if it's all because of you
Eight ball, my shot -- right down the cue ball went
One more game pal, here's my last fifty cents
Had days like this before and from all I tell, they ain't never come to nothing good
Old Scratch come around givin me ideas on what I oughta do that nobody ever should
Ain't no ladies, ain't none of my friends in sight
It's my break baby, and you know that broken is what I am
Say it's your turn pal, say, tell me your name again
Sunk the fourteen well baby, you know my soul is sinking too
I can't help wondering if it's all because of you
Eight ball, my shot -- right down the cue ball went
One more game pal, here's my last fifty cents
Had days like this before and from all I tell, they ain't never come to nothing good
Old Scratch come around givin me ideas on what I oughta do that nobody ever should
earliest live performance: May 14th 1998