I got the snooker blues ( snooker junkie LP )

I been shootin' at these balls since the sun went down
I been shootin' at these balls since the sun went down
Every time I line it up, baby, I just scratch and frown

Got my cue stick in my hand, but I can't make a break
Got my cue stick in my hand, can't make no kinda break
That green felt table laughin' at every shot I take

I got the snooker blues, Lord, I got 'em bad tonight
I got the snooker blues, got 'em bad tonight
My aim is all wrong and nothin's goin' right

Red ball in the corner, won't go where I need it to
Red ball sittin' stubborn, won't do what I need it to
Just like my no-good man, won't follow through

Chalk it up and try again, that's what the players say
Chalk it up, baby, try again another day
But this table's got my number and I'm gonna have to pay

I got the snooker blues, Lord, I got 'em bad tonight
I got the snooker blues, got 'em bad tonight
My aim is all wrong and nothin's goin' right

Every pocket's miles away
Every shot goes astray
This game's done wore me down
Ain't no winner in this town

That green felt holds your secrets, every miss you ever made
Yeah, that table knows your business, every wrong move that you played
Can't hide from what you done when the score's all been displayed

I got the snooker blues, Lord have mercy on my soul
I got the snooker blues, mercy on my soul
Gonna rack 'em up tomorrow, try to find that winnin' roll