Verse: Eb Ebsus2 Eb Ebsus2 Our daydream spills from my gold head Cm Breaks free of my wooden neck Ab Abm Left a nod over sleeping waves Eb Ebsus2 Eb Ebsus2 Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Cm Floating flocks of candle swans Ab Abm Slowly drift across wax ponds Chorus: Eb Cm Gm Cm The men all played along to marching drums Gm Cm Bb And boy did they have fun behind the sea Eb Cm Gm Cm They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Gm Cm Bb And we’re all too small to talk to god Eb Cm Bb Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god" Verse: Eb Ebsus2 Eb Ebsus2 Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs Cm To us from the dock. Ab Abm Jinxed things ringing as they leak Eb Ebsus2 Eb Ebsus2 Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk. Cm Scarecrow now it’s time to hatch Ab Abm -stop- Eb Sprouting sons and ageless daughters. Bridge: Eb Db Bbm7 Those watermelon smiles just can’t ripen underwater Just can’t ripen underwater Chorus: Eb Cm Gm Cm The men all played along to marching drums Gm Cm Bb And boy did they have fun behind the sea Eb Cm Gm Cm They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Gm Cm Bb And we’re all too small to talk to god Eb Cm Bb Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god"
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