Текст песни Fantasy Island - The Shins
Long
in
tooth,
olives
and
vermouth
I
dine
like
an
aging
pilot
Where
are
they
now,
the
money
and
the
crowd?
Must
I
really
come
back
down?
It′s
like
I
never
was
a
kid,
the
big
math
just
wasted
youth
on
me
Making
impressions
like
I
did,
your
friends
never
thought
that
much
of
me
And
now
I
want
to
fall
into
something
else
An
origami
plane
to
a
distant
island
And
I
don't
want
to
show
you
my
feelings
I
don′t
want
to
force
you
to
deal
I
just
want
to
crash
through
the
ceiling
Before
it
gets
too
real
All
my
life,
compromise
on
wings
of
resignation
Big
grey
eyes,
staring
from
the
skies
Am
I
humble
enough
now?
I've
always
had
something
to
hide
My
skinny
arms,
my
evil
intentions
And
back
in
school,
hitting
the
fire
alarms
Desperately
wanting
attention
Well
I
was
just
a
boy
Out
there
on
my
own
Wishing
I
could
fly
Fantasy
Island
And
I
don't
want
to
show
you
my
feelings
I
don′t
want
to
bore
you
to
death
I
just
want
to
crash
through
the
ceiling
Get
it
off
my
chest
It′s
like
I
never
was
a
kid,
the
big
math
just
wasted
youth
on
me
Making
impressions
like
I
did,
your
friends
never
thought
that
much
of
me
Well
I
was
just
a
boy
Out
there
on
my
own
Wishing
I
could
fly
Fantasy
Island
And
I
don't
want
to
show
you
my
feelings
I
don′t
want
to
force
you
to
deal
I
just
want
to
crash
through
the
ceiling
Before
it
gets
too
real
Before
it
gets
too
real
Before
it
gets
too
real
Real,
oh,
oh,
oh
Real
1 So Now What
2 Name for You
3 Painting a Hole
4 Cherry Hearts
5 Fantasy Island
6 Mildenhall
7 Rubber Ballz
8 Half a Million
9 Dead Alive
10 Heartworms
11 The Fear
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