[00:00.000] 作词 : Spencer Smith/Ryan Ross/Jon Walker/Brendon Urie
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Spencer Smith/Ryan Ross/Jon Walker/Brendon Urie
[00:06.398] Our daydream spills from my gold head
[00:10.507] Breaks free of my wooden neck
[00:14.643] Left a nod over sleeping waves
[00:18.361] Like bobbing bait for bathing cod
[00:22.463] Floating flocks of candle swans
[00:26.961] Slowly drift across wax ponds
[00:33.657] The men all played along to marching drums
[00:37.803] And boy did they have fun behind the sea
[00:44.206] They sang, 'So our matching legs are marching clocks
[00:49.877] And we’re all too small to talk to God
[00:56.186] Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to God'
[01:03.901] Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs
[01:08.202] To us from the dock
[01:12.029] Jinxed things ringing as they leak
[01:15.366] Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk
[01:19.346] Scarecrow now it’s time to hatch
[01:23.896] Sprouting sons and ageless daughters
[01:32.705] That those watermelon smiles just can’t ripen underwater
[01:40.981] Just can’t ripen underwater
[01:47.136] The men all played along to marching drums
[01:51.615] And boy did they have fun behind the sea
[01:57.740] They sang, 'So our matching legs are marching clocks
[02:03.584] And we’re all too small to talk to God
[02:09.735] Yeah, we’re all too smart to talk to God
[02:15.770] Oh, we’re all too smart to talk to God'