Verse: A Asus2 A Asus2 Our daydream spills from my gold head Gbm Breaks free of my wooden neck D Dm Left a nod over sleeping waves A Asus2 A Asus2 Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Gbm Floating flocks of candle swans D Dm Slowly drift across wax ponds Chorus: A Gbm Dbm Gbm The men all played along to marching drums Dbm Gbm E And boy did they have fun behind the sea A Gbm Dbm Gbm They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Dbm Gbm E And we’re all too small to talk to god A Gbm E Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god" Verse: A Asus2 A Asus2 Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs Gbm To us from the dock. D Dm Jinxed things ringing as they leak A Asus2 A Asus2 Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk. Gbm Scarecrow now it’s time to hatch D Dm -stop- A Sprouting sons and ageless daughters. Bridge: A G Em7 Those watermelon smiles just can’t ripen underwater Just can’t ripen underwater Chorus: A Gbm Dbm Gbm The men all played along to marching drums Dbm Gbm E And boy did they have fun behind the sea A Gbm Dbm Gbm They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Dbm Gbm E And we’re all too small to talk to god A Gbm E Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god"
