Panic! At The Disco
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A daydream spills from my corked head
Breaks free of my wooden neck
Left a nod over sleeping waves
Like bobbing bait for bathing cod
Floating flocks of candled swans
Slowly drift across wax ponds

The men all played along
To marching drums
And boy did they have fun
Behind the sea
They sang (hey!)
So our matching legs
Are marching clocks
And we're all too small
To talk to God
Yes, we're all too smart
To talk to God

Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs
To us from the dock
Jinxed things ringing as they leak
Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk
Scarecrow, now it's time to hatch
Sprouting suns and ageless daughters

Don't you know
Don't you know
That those watermelon smiles
Just can't ripen underwater
Just can't ripen underwater

The men all played along
To marching drums
And boy did they have fun
Behind the sea
They sang (hey!)
So our matching legs
Are marching clocks
And we're all too small
To talk to God
Yeah, we're all too smart
To talk to God
Oh, we're all too smart
To talk to God

Ooooh

Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs
Waves of wooden legs
Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs
Waves of wooden legs
Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs
Waves of wooden legs
Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs
Waves of wooden legs

Oooooh

So close


Mirror lyrics:

So close

Oooooh

Waves of wooden legs
Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs
Waves of wooden legs
Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs
Waves of wooden legs
Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs
Waves of wooden legs
Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs

Ooooh

To talk to God
Oh, we're all too smart
To talk to God
Yeah, we're all too smart
To talk to God
And we're all too small
Are marching clocks
So our matching legs
They sang (hey!)
Behind the sea
And boy did they have fun
To marching drums
The men all played along

Just can't ripen underwater
Just can't ripen underwater
That those watermelon smiles
Don't you know
Don't you know

Sprouting suns and ageless daughters
Scarecrow, now it's time to hatch
Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk
Jinxed things ringing as they leak
To us from the dock
Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs

To talk to God
Yes, we're all too smart
To talk to God
And we're all too small
Are marching clocks
So our matching legs
They sang (hey!)
Behind the sea
And boy did they have fun
To marching drums
The men all played along

Slowly drift across wax ponds
Floating flocks of candled swans
Like bobbing bait for bathing cod
Left a nod over sleeping waves
Breaks free of my wooden neck
A daydream spills from my corked head


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