9 scarecrows in the backyard field And they're calling me haven home All it's angels, they've been calling me 9 years old Since the fields have been wanting me Haven home (haugh) All it's angels, they've been caling me Grabbing my mask again Cutter knives all in my hand I don't show no love I'ma stay true to the end Flannel blowing in the wind By the house of the dead I know that they will forget All about the burlap man Buried down behind the shack Angels carved in the wood I remember coming here Way before these days began Scarecrow, I don't got no friends Cornfields where I like to stay Drag you through the woods Carve my name deep in your skin woah, woah There's no angels at home woah, woah In your backyard scarecrow 9 scarecrows in the backyard field And they're calling me (haugh, yeah) Haven home All it's angels and they've been calling me 9 years old Since the fields have been wanting me Haven home All it's angels and they've been calling me 9 scarecrows in the backyard field And they've been calling me haven home All it's angels and they've calling me