The Felice Brothers - Don't Wake The Scarecrow Lyrics
Would you love meIf I told you I was born upstreamIf I told you I come from moneyWhite moneyWould you love meWould you love meWell, I was born downBy a bad little river in a poor townWhere an indian-giver put a board outIt said "Boarding House"Call him ScarecrowHe kept whores aroundAnd I'd go thereI'd wait my turn on the broke stairsAnd get me the girl with the gold hairAw yeah, leave your clothes thereOn the folding chairIn that cold roomYour breath would twist just like ghosts doYou said, "Call me Dorothy in red shoes"And the bed movedThe bed movedThe bed movedTracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonightWell, the man would come inIt's hard living right giving head whenThe sad days of winter have set inAnd the medicine for an addict is heroinI'd find you there in the bathWe'd cook up your shit in a tin canAnd you started calling me Tin ManAnd we started making plans to begin againBegin againYou saved a C noteTold me you felt like a seagullTold me to meet at the depotWith the needle, then maybe we'd goTo RenoWhere you'd be my desert doveAnd we'd find a way to make better loveSaid, "Baby, that's how the West was won"And the blood-red sunYeah, the blood-red sunAnd the blood-red sunTracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonightWell, the man cries,"Who gives a damn when a tramp dies?"But I loved you there in the lamp lightWith your bare thighsAnd the halo of your hair aliveAnd all my lifelongI'll never shake off your siren songAnd all of your talk about dying youngWith an iron lung and that crazy wayYou said, "Simon,I think I might stay here with Scarecrow tonightSimon, I think I'm gonna stay here with Scarecrow tonight."
