The Scarecrows Are Marching

	  		A great song from their unpublished album: Junkyard Chandelier. 

Like with most Radical face songs the guitar is tuned down half a step.  
No Capo. 

Intro:   | C | G F | 

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

| C | G F | 

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

C                G        F 
Build it up Then watch it crumble 
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                           Dm 
The scarecrows are marching The fields are in flames 
                   F          G           C 
There's nothing to eat But I can't complain 

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

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

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

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

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

    C         G     N.C         C 
But I will be around When you awake