Текст песни The (shipped) Gold Standard

No. 6 song on the new Folie a Deux record. Sometimes I wanna quit this song and become an accountant now But I'm no good at math and besides the dollar is down Plant palm trees on Lake Michigan before it gets cold I gotta feel the wind chill again before I get old I wanna scream I love you from the top of my lungs But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me You can only blame your problems on my world for so long Before it all becomes the same old song As soon as we hit the hospital, I know we're gonna leave this town And get new passports and get get get get get out now All the yes men said no comment My mouth got going wrong way and all the calls started to roll in The time my dad caught me a horse shoe crab And I asked him if throwing it back into the sea would bring our luck back I wanna scream I love you from the top of my lungs But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me You can only blame your problems on my world for so long Before it all becomes the same old song As soon as we hit the hospital, I know we're gonna leave this town And get new passports get out now Tell that boy I leave you alone Like a storm, I turn my love That's in the profit of both in the business of show I wanna scream I love you from the top of my lungs But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me Woah I wanna scream I love you from the top of my lungs But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me You can only blame your problems on my world for so long Before it all becomes the same old song As soon as we hit the hospital, I know we're gonna leave this town (I know we're gonna leave this town) And get new passports and get get get get get out now Get get get get get out now