The (shipped) Gold Standard

sometimes I wanna quit thus song and become an account now
But i'm no good at math and besides the dollar bills down
head full of trees are like Michigan before it gets cold
I've 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 ploblems on the world for so long
Before it all becomes the same old song
As soon as we hit the hospital, I know were 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 the wrong way and 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 love 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 ploblems on the world for so long
Before it all becomes the same old song
As soon as we hit the hospital, I know were gonna leave this town
And get passports and get out now

Take that before I leave you alone
Like a storm I turn my love thats 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
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 ploblems on the world for so long
Before it all becomes the same old song
As soon as we hit the hospital, I know were gonna leave this town
And get new passports and get, get, get, get, get out now

by Lygia