Verse: D Dsus2 D Dsus2 Our daydream spills from my gold head Bm Breaks free of my wooden neck G Gm Left a nod over sleeping waves D Dsus2 D Dsus2 Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Bm Floating flocks of candle swans G Gm Slowly drift across wax ponds Chorus: D Bm Gbm Bm The men all played along to marching drums Gbm Bm A And boy did they have fun behind the sea D Bm Gbm Bm They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Gbm Bm A And we’re all too small to talk to god D Bm A Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god" Verse: D Dsus2 D Dsus2 Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs Bm To us from the dock. G Gm Jinxed things ringing as they leak D Dsus2 D Dsus2 Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk. Bm Scarecrow now it’s time to hatch G Gm -stop- D Sprouting sons and ageless daughters. Bridge: D C Am7 Those watermelon smiles just can’t ripen underwater Just can’t ripen underwater Chorus: D Bm Gbm Bm The men all played along to marching drums Gbm Bm A And boy did they have fun behind the sea D Bm Gbm Bm They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Gbm Bm A And we’re all too small to talk to god D Bm A Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god"
