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    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

    [Chorus]
    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

    [Chorus]

    Oh

    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

    Oh

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    Licensed by © EMI Music Publishing
    Written by BRENDON URIE | SPENCER SMITH | JONATHAN WALKER | GEORGE ROSS

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