LYRICS
Rack ’em. Break ’em.
Let the balls roll
Whack ’em. Crack ’em.
Let the deal dole
No longer behind the eight ball any more
Check out all the angles to explore
Eyes popping from their sockets
Watching balls rolling into pockets
Chorus
There is so little to do with luck
Whether you bet the farm or just a buck
It’s more a matter to see geometry
Whether a straight shooter is what you’ll be
Chorus
Strike with just the right English
Weave yourself into the fabric’s mesh
Some happen to call it The Zen
As it happens to you, you’ll know when
Chorus
8-Ball In The Inside Pocket.mp3
ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — F D
D G A D
Made in the USA (Blue Bell and Plymouth Meeting, Montgomery County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)
Daniel — Guitar, Vocals