You Turn Me On

Back of the woods with the fire blowing Behind the barn, burning slowly Set the fire, set the timber Burn it down to ash and cinder Turn me on dead man You turn me on Back of the house, down the steps Under the cellar door we crept Prop the doors, prop the windows Set a match to scarecrow tinder Turn me on dead man You turn me on Out of my head, out of my tree Out of my skull-trip, out of me Burn down the house, burn down the barn Burning down the entire farm Cross the fields’ fallow garden Watch the scarecrow, forever autumn Turn me on dead man You turn me on Will be done, we'll keep our bargain You and I, forever autumn Turn me on dead man You turn me on