Truth rotted in his bowels

When he threw in the towel

And you watched him hang and howl

At the slick hair vultures

Now you pray he reappears

‘Cause they say he was a seer

Fire burning in his hands

And something eating at his liver

Now you need him

Yeah, you need him

You need him

Now, more than ever

Don’t you?

They’re searching through the corn

For a dead naked child

You hope she comes out of hiding

For the black birds to fly south

And it may be spinning backwards

But the earth is still a sphere

Where they drag your children

Out of the corn but from the river

And you need them

Yeah, you need them

You need them

Now, more than ever

Don’t you?

Well they don’t want your soul to be

Caught hanging precariously

When they find your body

Thawing somewhere in the corn

So they nailed up a scarecrow

In the middle of an empty field

He’s frozen and he ain’t doing nothing

So you can go ahead and stone him

If you need to

Yeah, if you need to

If you need to

Don’t you need to?

Don’t you need to?

Don’t you need to?

Don’t you need to?

Now, more than ever

Now, more than ever