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パニック・アット・ザ・ディスコ( Panic! At The Disco )
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Behind the Sea (Alternate Version)
A daydream spills from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left to nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating flocks of candle 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, 'So our matching legs are marching clocks And were all too small to talk to God Yes, were 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 もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Scarecrow now its 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, 'So our matching legs are marching clocks And were all too small to talk to God Yeah, were all too smart to talk to God Oh, were all too smart to talk to God'
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