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Gold Standard Video (MV)




Performed By: Sadface
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: James Sterry




Sadface - Gold Standard Lyrics




Won't you spare some change?
So I can afford some rope
'Cause there's a cost to living
And I am f*cking broke!
We've taken the Sertra-line to town
And like a stray I'm taken to the pound

I'd kill a man for thirty silver pieces
And bomb the banks for my own personal reasons

You can't take me anywhere
I'm under-dressed and ill-prepared
Throwing up more than I care
Oh!
You can't trust me anyway
I'm unemployed and I sleep all day
Giving up on minimum wage
Oh!

I'll sooner be dead than paying a pension
When my loans are getting all the attention
And half these dismal high streets have shut down
Only thieves and meth dealers hanging around

I'd give my soul for a couple pints of lager
And sell coat-hangers to expectant fathers

You can't take me anywhere
I'm under-dressed and ill-prepared
Throwing up more than I care
Oh!
You can't trust me anyway
I'm unemployed and I sleep all day
Living it up on minimum wage
Oh!
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Won't you spare some change?
So I can afford some rope
'Cause there's a cost to living
And I am f*cking broke!
We've taken the Sertra-line to town
And like a stray I'm taken to the pound

I'd kill a man for thirty silver pieces
And bomb the banks for my own personal reasons

You can't take me anywhere
I'm under-dressed and ill-prepared
Throwing up more than I care
Oh!
You can't trust me anyway
I'm unemployed and I sleep all day
Giving up on minimum wage
Oh!

I'll sooner be dead than paying a pension
When my loans are getting all the attention
And half these dismal high streets have shut down
Only thieves and meth dealers hanging around

I'd give my soul for a couple pints of lager
And sell coat-hangers to expectant fathers

You can't take me anywhere
I'm under-dressed and ill-prepared
Throwing up more than I care
Oh!
You can't trust me anyway
I'm unemployed and I sleep all day
Living it up on minimum wage
Oh!
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Writer: James Sterry
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