Behind The Sea Lyrics - Pretty. Odd - Panic! At The Disco

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 

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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 sons 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 

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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