Strawman, Strawman
Someone burn him down
Strawman, Strawman
Please don't make a sound
Yeahh

Strawman, Strawman
Someone burn him down
Strawman, Strawman
Please don't make a sound
Strawman, Strawman
Someone burn him down
Strawman, Strawman
Please don't make a sound

I've been up for several days
Seeing shadows, Plato's Cave
Break my brain, I'm sleep depraved
Got too deep carried away
Imma fucking scarecrow, find me at the gallows
Ripped and torn my old clothes, True Religion cargos
Bridges made of rainbows passing through the meadows
Dying with my shadow, under weeping willows
Bare branches spike into the sky
Dropping down to your knees
God only knows that I've tried
And I don't know if I'll make it out to the other side
Cause I'm always Wakin' up
I feel like Jekyl and Hyde

Strawman, Strawman
Someone burn him down
Strawman, Strawman
Please don't make a sound
Strawman, Strawman
Someone burn him down
Strawman, Strawman
Please don't make a sound

I'm the Strawman baby, and I got that reaper blade
We stay turnt up in the field, if only I had a brain
You say you got some friends but they all fade away
Got you off that fear gas now you see it's all fake
Rockin' burlap mask, you gonna see me today
Post up in the windmill, that's where I like to stay
It's the Dark Night of the Scarecrow, I feel like Bubba
Got them Truey Jeans on, you know I rock that Bhudda
Wind blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow
Scarecrow strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong
Meadows turn to ash, green grass turn to rot
And I might be a strawman, but they will never burn me down

Strawman, Strawman
Someone burn him down
Strawman, Strawman
Please don't make a sound
Strawman, Strawman
Someone burn him down
Strawman, Strawman
Please don't make a sound

Strawman, Strawman