Verse: G Gsus2 G Gsus2 Our daydream spills from my gold head Em Breaks free of my wooden neck C Cm Left a nod over sleeping waves G Gsus2 G Gsus2 Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Em Floating flocks of candle swans C Cm Slowly drift across wax ponds Chorus: G Em Bm Em The men all played along to marching drums Bm Em D And boy did they have fun behind the sea G Em Bm Em They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Bm Em D And we’re all too small to talk to god G Em D Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god" Verse: G Gsus2 G Gsus2 Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs Em To us from the dock. C Cm Jinxed things ringing as they leak G Gsus2 G Gsus2 Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk. Em Scarecrow now it’s time to hatch C Cm -stop- G Sprouting sons and ageless daughters. Bridge: G F Dm7 Those watermelon smiles just can’t ripen underwater Just can’t ripen underwater Chorus: G Em Bm Em The men all played along to marching drums Bm Em D And boy did they have fun behind the sea G Em Bm Em They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Bm Em D And we’re all too small to talk to god G Em D Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god"
