Lyrics

In the middle of the field there stands a scarecrow And his body's made of the finest woven grains Above his head up in the sky there flies a raven Who's wondering how long will the man in blue remain Fly, fly raven above your garden Your seeds below are not your own You've got to do penance for the scarecrow's pardon Cause he wants things his own way within your home (Chorus) There'll be blood in the garden Oh, and a revolutionary war A raging battle in the garden To kill the scarecrow for standing in a raven's rows Come to find out oh, the scarecrow ain't no fighter It's like he never expected to fight at all Oh, the raven flew in for an all-out slaughter And all around is blood and straw Fly, fly raven above your garden Your seeds, your seeds are all your own No more penance for the scarecrow's pardon Cause you got things your own way within your home (Repeat Chorus)