Out in the field below the moutain, I found strange lines and markings – so ancient, it looked as if the chalk had come up out of the ground, as if lines were drawn without human hand. They were kind of crooked, thin then wide, the remains of some primordial ritual manifesting itself, a blind force from before time?
If I stood in the middle of the design, what would become of me?
It turns out it’s just an old baseball feild. I sat in the bleachers and made popcorn out of dirt.
(down to one mic. have used acoustic pickup instead on some songs. reaching the end of this I think)
(oops! that was asswards! i fixed it:)
This entire artifact appears to have been assembled from broken bits.
The Ballad of One-Eyed Jack, the One Eyed Baseball Player
One Eyed Jack,
You hit the ball and the bat cracked
Doesn’t matter now if you run,
One Eyed Jack.
One Eyed Jack,
You’re King of the Cards in the back room.
Now they all say you should just do that,
One Eyed Jack.
Shuffle and spit
Listen for the pitch
ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha
You’ve come to far
To get beat by ball
ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha
One Eyed Jack,
Squint into the stands
One Eyed Jack,
They’re showing you their hands
One Eyed Jack,
Winning back all your chips, man,
Too bad you can’t play ball like that,
One Eyed Jack
Life’s like that,
That’s the diamond on the plate –
You get one swing and that’s your fate,
One Eyed Jack
Gotta think big
You got a one base hit
ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha
Your feet are on fire
But your swing goes wild
ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha
One Eyed Jack,
Keep one eye on the ball.
One Eyed Jack –
Watch the shadow fall.
One Eyed Jack,
The One-Eyed masturbator –
You’re playing the wrong game,
One Eyed Jack!
But in the heart of one eyed Jack,
There’s a boy and a ball.
Send it over the wall,
One Eyed Jack.