pre>(the subject of this song, william wittmam informs us, is snooker.)

G dm em c
I find i fall into each night what passes for a dream
G dm em c
But all i see are pinks and blacks and i don't know what they mean
Cm gm bm e
My opponent's got the edge but his face just can't be seen
E c d g c g
And i...........'m locked into green

I been up since 8 oclock smoking endless cigarettes
And i'll be at the table as the bookies take their bets
A shot of drink to steady nerves and i'll wipe that table clean
And i...........'m locked into green

C g
Reds and blues, yellows, greens and browns
C d
If i keep my eye in i will put them down
Cm gm bm e
There's other ways of life out there but there's nothing they could mean
E c d g f e
Because i...........'m locked into green
E c d g c g
Oh i...........'m locked into green
G g c g g g c g
I'm locked into green, i'm locked into green
G g
I'm locked into green /pre>