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Pretty. Odd. by Panic At The Disco
Pretty. Odd. by Panic At The Disco
An album by Panic At The Disco. Pretty. Odd. was released in 2008.• We're So Starving
• Behind The Sea (alternate Version)
• Behind The Sea
• Do You Know What I'm Seeing? (alternate Version)
• Do You Know What I'm Seeing
• Folkin' Around
• From A Mountain In The Middle Of The Cabins
• I Have Friends In Holy Spaces
• Mad As Rabbits
• Nine In The Afternoon (radio Mix)
• Nine In The Afternoon
• Northern Downpour
• Pas De Cheval
• She's A Handsome Woman
• She Had The World
• The Green Gentleman
• The Piano Knows Something I Don't Know
• We're So Starving
• When The Day Met The Night
Panic At The Disco – Behind The Sea (alternate Version) Lyrics 
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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
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
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Scarecrow, now it,s time to hatch
Sprouting suns and ageless daughters
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 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
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