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

Описание: A traveling salesman visits the home of a strange old woman and is pulled into her unexpected story.
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From my new EP 'Vintage Bones, Vol. 1': https://onethoughtremains.bandcamp.co...

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Offvoc/VSQ: https://drive.google.com/file/d/14bLe...
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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
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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