The Scarecrows Are Marching

Intro:   | C | G F |

   C                               
My wisdom teeth still stab my cheek
         G              F
 and I'm always sucking aspirin
    C                            
The life I stole is full of holes 
        G                  F
and my pants don't fit me right
   C                               
My dreams are old and faded and my 
G                    F
head feels thick and useless
      C                            
We're on the road to nowhere but we
 G            F                   
 won't arrive tonight so let's go 
C         G  F
home

| C | G F |

    C                           
The weather man's excited 'Cause 
        G                 F
Mother Nature is getting restless
    C                              
The telephone keeps screaming  As I
 G                F
 sit and count my scars
    C                              
The window is always open Beause 
  G               F
the glass is always broken
        C                          
And the things we lost never looked
                G               
 so good As the day we knew they 
      F
were gone

C                G        F
Build it up Then watch it crumble
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C                    G     F
Save the talk You're going down
C                     G       F
Take the fall There's nothing to it
C                   G        F
Sell the world  And coin the sound
C                G    N.C         C
'Cause I will be around When you 
awake

  | C | G F | C | G F | C | N.C |
  | C | G | Dm | F G | C |

                   G           
The scarecrows are marching The 
                Dm
fields are in flames
                   F          G   
There's nothing to eat But I can't
        C
 complain

               G                   
The axes have fallen My strings 
       Dm
have been cut
               F               G  
My puppeteer's lonely But he's 
         C
plum out of luck

                  G              
The roads are misshapen The signs 
         Dm
are all boards
                F               
I remember this room 'Cause I've 
 G            C
been here before

                        G     
The floorboards are rotten The 
                 Dm
sink's full of rust
             F            G         
    C     N.C
And using my pinky I draw you in the
 dust

   C                             
The Winter has lost His touch And 
         G               F
now His snow is made of plastic
   C                               
The kids are all in line  But they 
      G          F
will never get a turn
    C                            
The city is made of cardboard And 
      G             F
it's foggy with pollution
      C                            
Let's sit down on the moon So we 
  G                 F
can watch this planet burn

C            G           F       
Cover us and we'll start sinking 
C            G         F
Nothing ever lasts for long
C               G         F      
I'm not dead, I just quit living 
 C                   G        F
I'm not sure if it's right or wrong