Escape From Scarecrow Mountain
tuffed with hay, coming our way
Mummy cloth sewn up with silk
Cursed and possessed, shabbily dressed
Un-living effigy from the hills
To the mountain well go, drink beer and smoke
Lets have sex and act like were retarded
Smoothing in for a kiss, theres something amiss
Youre a feast for the deadly departed
Local legend of a gypsy curse
And the murder of a circus clown
Maybe Indian bones beneath a field of corn
They approach without a sound
They cannot talk but I understand their curse demands a price
They show me things you cannot know and I return with sacrifice
I watch them seize their victims, I take it in my stride
Ignore the coming terror baby, dont you feel alive?
Dont look now inveterate curse
Youll see how our roles reverse
They made a vow I feed their need
Just dont look now and thrill me
Theres bones beneath their ragged shawls and magic in their joints
They fell upon their victims up at inspiration point
I think theres something in your eye, feel my hand upon your thigh
You thought it was time to get lucky, its really time to die
You wear my ring, youre my best gal, you call me your dreamboat
But Im laughing as they seize you now, Im casually lighting up a smoke
