I
was all juiced up
The
sun was going down
I
met up with a woman
Made
up like a clown
She
said take some of this and stare at the sun
There
was black crows landing on my shoulders
And
a monocle man with a cigarette holder
Writing
down all the clever things I’d said and done
Then
I woke up with a song in my head
Like
a remnant left over from the Grateful Dead
Sometimes
it’s hard to handle these fitful things
When
the corn grows funny cause it’s too wet
They
distill it down to mash and make you forget
That’s when the scarecrow sings
There’s
memories of a man I used to be
But
the funny house mirror’s staring back at me
Scarred
skin hangs over my bones and heart
There’s
a marked down look I’ve had for a while
Like
a used up Chevy on a miracle mile
Got
good tires but I’m missing parts
Then
I woke up with a song in my head
Like
a remnant left over from the Grateful Dead
Sometimes
it’s hard to handle these fitful things
When
the corn grows funny cause it’s too wet
They
distill it down to mash it makes you forget
That’s when the scarecrow sings
So
sister can you see my hand how it shakes
You're the doctor do what it takes
Put
silver dollar glasses over my eyes
When
the clock heads home give me a kiss
Hold
my hand and lead me out of this
When
the winners lose it’s really no surprise
Then
I woke up with a song in my head
Like
a remnant left over from the Grateful Dead
Sometimes
it’s hard to handle these fitful things
When
the corn grows funny cause it’s too wet
They
distill it down to mash and make you forget
That’s when the scarecrow sings