Tin Scarecrow

You're a last minute change, a name that didn't ring a bell
Pencilled in over a page full of geeks from the ranks
Like a Tin Scarecrow looking for a heart and a brain
From the very first wizard you could promise a lifetime of thanks
But everyone knows that you staked out your position
You carved out a name before God guided your hand
Now you're the way of the vacuum
Another human being's freedom in the suck bag
Turn around and take a look at the republic for which you stand
Because everyone knows but nobody says
Everyone knows but nobody understands
I think I must know exactly what you're thinking
It's just the sleepyheads and me and I can do pretty much as I like