ROAD OF SCARECROWS

Once upon a moonless midnight,
I was wandering with a shroud on
To fill the passers-by with fright
In the foggy lanes of London.

Once in Bedlam they locked me up
And even threw away the key,
They put conium in my tea cup,
But Socrates was dumber than me.

Oh oh oh on the road of scarecrows

From Springheeled Jack to Slenderman,
We're a league of jokers by trade,
Having fun whenever we can
And most of the time, no blood is shed

I never lost control, I swear
Jack the ripper, it wasn't me,
Though I like to have fine clothes to tear
And a bit of filthy company

Oh oh oh on the road of scarecrows

Once upon a full moon midnight,
I was roaming across the moor
My wolfskin on, ready to bite,
(It started with the girl next door)

I'm going up on Bröcken hill
On the night known as Walpurgis,
To meet the one I loved until
She got in the business of curses

Oh oh oh on the road of scarecrows

There's a golem bathing in the sun,
God, I'd rather not mess with him,
My Reaper's costume scares no one,
He wouldn't know I'm bloody grim!

I never sold my soul, I swear,
Dr Faustus, it wasn't me,
The ones I harmed are very rare,
The ones I healed are many

Oh oh oh on the road of scarecrows