Verse: E Esus2 E Esus2 Our daydream spills from my gold head Dbm Breaks free of my wooden neck A Am Left a nod over sleeping waves E Esus2 E Esus2 Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Dbm Floating flocks of candle swans A Am Slowly drift across wax ponds Chorus: E Dbm Abm Dbm The men all played along to marching drums Abm Dbm B And boy did they have fun behind the sea E Dbm Abm Dbm They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Abm Dbm B And we’re all too small to talk to god E Dbm B Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god" Verse: E Esus2 E Esus2 Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs Dbm To us from the dock. A Am Jinxed things ringing as they leak E Esus2 E Esus2 Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk. Dbm Scarecrow now it’s time to hatch A Am -stop- E Sprouting sons and ageless daughters. Bridge: E D Bm7 Those watermelon smiles just can’t ripen underwater Just can’t ripen underwater Chorus: E Dbm Abm Dbm The men all played along to marching drums Abm Dbm B And boy did they have fun behind the sea E Dbm Abm Dbm They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Abm Dbm B And we’re all too small to talk to god E Dbm B Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god"
