The Scarecrows Are Marching

A great song from their unpublished album: Junkyard Chandelier. Like with most Radical face songs the guitar is tuned down half a step.   No Capo. Intro:   | | | My wisdom teeth still stab my cheek and I’m always sucking aspirin The life I stole is full of holes and my pants don’t fit me right My dreams are old and faded and my head feels thick and useless We’re on the road to nowhere but we won’t arrive tonight so let’s go home          | | | The weather man’s excited ’Cause Mother Nature is getting restless The telephone keeps screaming  As I sit and count my scars The window is always open Beause the glass is always broken And the things we lost never looked so good As the day we knew they were gone Build it up Then watch it crumble Save the talk You’re going down Take the fall There’s nothing to it Sell the world  And coin the sound                     N.C          ’Cause I will be around When you awake   | | | | | | N.C |   | | | | | |   The scarecrows are marching The fields are in flames There’s nothing to eat But I can’t complain The axes have fallen My strings have been cut My puppeteer’s lonely But he’s plum out of luck The roads are misshapen The signs are all boards I remember this room ’Cause I’ve been here before The floorboards are rotten The sink’s full of rust                                            N.C And using my pinky I draw you in the dust The Winter has lost His touch And now His snow is made of plastic The kids are all in line  But they will never get a turn The city is made of cardboard And it’s foggy with pollution Let’s sit down on the moon So we can watch this planet burn Cover us and we’ll start sinking Nothing ever lasts for long I’m not dead I just quit living I’m not sure if it’s right or wrong                   N.C          But I will be around When you awake