I've been thinking to myself
Aren't we just the picture of health?
The one you see through the window
The one where all goes wellAt times there's nothing worse
than the beat of a struggling pulse
But in the pit of the stomach
is where I can always tellWatch as the trees grow tall
We'll give them a face and a name
Build a fence to keep out the neighbors
But we'll dress our scarecrows the sameWe've been thinking to ourselves
Weren't we just the picture of health?
But in the pit of the stomach
is where you can always tellWe'll sit and wait and think
Wander back to familiar surroundings
In the place where I should have grown up
And hung myself out to dryWatch as the trees grow tall
Give them a face and a name
We'll build a fence to keep out the neighbors
But we'll dress our scarecrows the sameWatch as the trees grow tall
Give them a face and a name
We'll build a fence to keep out the neighbors
But we'll dress our scarecrows the same