[ Sweet Ann ] What Do Scarecrows Eat? [ Original Vocaloid Song ]

A traveling salesman visits the home of a strange old woman and is pulled into her unexpected story. ___ From my new EP 'Vintage Bones, Vol. 1': https://onethoughtremains.bandcamp.com/album/vintage-bones-vol-1-ep SC: https://soundcloud.com/s-o-u-l-9/what-do-scarecrows-eat-feat-sweet-ann Offvoc/VSQ: https://drive.google.com/file/d/14bLeuWmjoAApDT6P03c258eEBfqriWME/view?usp=sharing ___ Hello folks! Here's the second PV from my new EP. It's not swing or jazz-oriented like most of the other tracks, but it's definitely one of my favorite pieces from it! I went into my workspace one day wanting to make a country ballad track, but came out with this wonky country rock piece with a bluesy tone that turned out well... maaaaybe a little edgy. It was really quite fun to make. The PV...I think this is the most art I've ever made for a PV? The problem with country is that there's always a narrative, so I felt like for a PV I really had to try my hardest to tell the story with it. I just rolled with whatever art came out me. The art style turned out a little different for me. I wish I was a better editor to make it cooler as a whole but...I tried! I hope you can enjoy it! :D ___ Hey there, Mr. Bigshot Do I have a story to tell We lived out there in farm country But some would call it hell Hey there, Mr. Bigshot You say you don't have time Well, sit your pretty britches down And listen to my rhyme Every day a new man was taken They didn't know who to blame Thought my pa was fakin' Prayed to God we'd see him again "So, what do scarecrows eat?" I dared to ask The town's men laughed "So, what do scarecrows eat?" I went to task But oh, how all the town's men laughed Hey there, Mr. Bigshot Just guess what happened next The scarecrows changed the strangest hues Of crimson, violet, red Hey there, Mr. Bigshot Our hearts were filled with dread Within the belly of the scarecrow There a man was dead Every day a new man was taken They didn't know who to blame Thought my pa was fakin' Prayed to God we'd see him again "So, what do scarecrows eat?" I dared to ask And no man laughed "So, what do scarecrows eat?" We cried in fear But no man shed a tear "So, what do scarecrows eat?" We dared to ask And no man laughed "So, what do scarecrows eat?" We cried in fear But no man shed a tear