A Scarecrows Profession
Mr. Scarecrow was sitting on the ledge
drinking tea with mrs. peabody
He told her, "love, I don't know what to do.
I dont think the moon is
falling in love with me."
For he was a glory hound.
she was a beauty queen
and the two would not live happily
He cried as he watched
the sunset set
and the gardens bloom fantastically
crows would descend
away from the patch
and caw at his fallibility
they say his words were always stitched tight to his lips
as every night
when the moon would come out
He'd sing
Do you have the time?
Do you have the time for me?
Have you got a lunar house and a bed for three?
Have you got a ballroom? I'm a great dancer.
I can waltz your heart to infinity
Have you got a room key?
Have you got a room key for me?
Sienna sleeps.
painted stars slung to the side of an artist's belt.
I'll admit. I've made mistakes. You-I wont let them near.
A baby doll, you're
who I'd bring to prom
Miss Moon I'd rather die without you
Hush honeycomb tarantula
Hum my lullabye home.
You're pretty lashes are what I loved the most about you.
When you smile, I swear the sun gets so jealous
Miss Moon I'd rather die without you
Raise hell like I did with my drinks
and fall asleep to the roar of my car
But of course-
I was supposed to love you.
I was supposed to love you.
drinking tea with mrs. peabody
He told her, "love, I don't know what to do.
I dont think the moon is
falling in love with me."
For he was a glory hound.
she was a beauty queen
and the two would not live happily
He cried as he watched
the sunset set
and the gardens bloom fantastically
crows would descend
away from the patch
and caw at his fallibility
they say his words were always stitched tight to his lips
as every night
when the moon would come out
He'd sing
Do you have the time?
Do you have the time for me?
Have you got a lunar house and a bed for three?
Have you got a ballroom? I'm a great dancer.
I can waltz your heart to infinity
Have you got a room key?
Have you got a room key for me?
Sienna sleeps.
painted stars slung to the side of an artist's belt.
I'll admit. I've made mistakes. You-I wont let them near.
A baby doll, you're
who I'd bring to prom
Miss Moon I'd rather die without you
Hush honeycomb tarantula
Hum my lullabye home.
You're pretty lashes are what I loved the most about you.
When you smile, I swear the sun gets so jealous
Miss Moon I'd rather die without you
Raise hell like I did with my drinks
and fall asleep to the roar of my car
But of course-
I was supposed to love you.
I was supposed to love you.