Scarecrow, simply a straw man Lyrics

HOOK:
I'm a straw man, raised in a modern world
In the hills of the capital, I can't get any work
A misfit in the midst of a capital surge
A vagabond scarecrow with not maize field to go to

Hey, straw man praised in forgotten words
All I witness are giants wilt away my worth
I'm sick to the gut as the anger swirls
Scarecrow man, simply a straw man

VERSE I:
A honk, honk behind ya, are my people listening
Poetry is in motion trying to draw your perceptions
As this millenium hit, a grand corporate shift
And this perpetual drif brings greater economics
Politics is in a whole new overdrive
To bribe, the lay man and revive the power to buy
From the Zimbabwean debate
To the black U.S head of state
Democracy the latest comodity
At the grand table of policy
Do't think of condescension, listen to what I'm saying
Women becoming presidents witout enough influence
Think! Your attention is beinge sparred with
The humane battle they took so long to address
And suddenly, the subtleties are in a finer concerntration
The coincidence of Obama and the latest recession!

HOOK:

VERSE II:
For years it has been the acknowledgement of man
That the prevalence of harmony is the emergence of a champion
The question is, who ismost fit to govern humanity
For an eternity we've agreed and sucked at unity
Egotism and a cunning diplomacy
Has brought hedonists to being the makers of policies
And to those who lose jobs and really are in need
In Africa you starve unless you live illegally
The makers of the greater crime, remain incharge
Setting the police hounds on the weak and the starved
And they possess the press, so they won't ever confess
But then again we all know this, it's all such a mess
What I pray is in the lands of independence
Where freedom and justice are in a rhetorical press
We might start making a little extra room
To accommodate the scarecrows we forcefully removed

HOOK:

VERSE III:
A honk, honk once more is somebody there?
Am I betrayed by the ears of tose who claim to care?
The timitd, big hearted in pipe dreams
Only awakening to perpetrate a similar tyranny
Coz in an environment of a capitalist
The derilicts are the powerless
Their voices are for pacifists
Whose sympathies are a paralysis
And, they can not be fronntrunners for any conviction
Martyrs of a religion are a mythical preaching
Unfortunately cause is juxtapose with consequence
Complements of attempting to overthrow any dominance
To my president and all members of government
My conviction is a bold and simple statement
To the earnest and benevolent continue in perseverence
But I hope the malicious and malevolent burn in a hell in a penance!

HOOK: