Scarecrow grins he's growing very tall
Growing tall under the golden sun
The golden sun
Growing with the children of the corn
Sending out the message of a strange tongue
A message of the sun
Young skin stretched thin over a flawless grin
The crimson spilling golden crops of hair
Spilling everywhere
Watch the children of the corn follow
One by one they're following the sun
Got to run
Following the sun on the run
Following the sun on the run
Following the sun
Don't be ashamed of what you've done
You must not run follow the sun
Follow the sun