Pink Floyd - The Scarecrow
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The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows
Stood with a bird on his hat and straw everywhere
He didn't care
He stood in a field where holly grows

His head did no thinking
His arms didn't move except when the wind cut up
(...) spun around on the ground
He stood in a field where holly grows

The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me
But now he's resigned to his fate
`cause life's not unkind - he doesn't mind
He stood in a field where holly grows