The (Shipped) Gold Standard

Sometimes i want to quit this all
and become an accountant now
but i'm no good at math
and besides the dollar is down
plant more 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 the world for so long
before it all becomes the same old song
as soon as we hit the hospital I know we're going to 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 goin'
the wrong way
and all the calls
got to know when
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 the world for so long
before it all becomes the same old song
as soon as we hit the hospital I know we're going to leave this town
and get new passports get out now

tell that boy i'll leave him alone
like a ... i'll turn my love...
... both in the business of soul

I wanna scream "I Love You" from the top of my lungs
but I'm afraid that someone else will hear me
Whoa-oh
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 the world for so long
before it all becomes the same old song
as soon as we hit the hospital I know we're going to leave this town
and get new passports and get, get, get, get, get out now
get, get, get, get, get out now