Yard Stick

Song written and performed by Leigh Sterling.

Yard Stick

I don't accept you as the yardstick of my life
You cannot speak for me and decide what's wrong or right
I'm the only one who can tell you what I need
So go and find another little job
And another little life to bleed.

You say you're sorry but the money isn't there
Then waste even more with your proposals in the air
Your salary and expenses could really go somewhere

Sorry but I have to say

Forelock tugging, cap in hand, down on bended knees
1000 application forms and ways of saying please
Raise your image by all means but beg in secret please

Sorry but I have to say

I don't accept you as the yardstick of my life
You cannot speak for me and decide what's wrong or right
I'm the only one who can tell you what I need
Go and find another little job and another little life to bleed!

I supply you with your needs if you can prove to me
You have the required level of disability
And if you don't quite qualify you have my sympathy

Sorry but I have to say

I don't accept you as the yardstick of my life
You cannot speak for me and decide what's wrong or right
I'm the only one who can tell YOU what I need
go and find another little job
and another little life to bleed!

An attitude of gratitude is what we like to see
The humbler you are, the nicer I may be
To grant you your access to your democracy

Sorry but I have to say
I don't accept you as the yardstick of my life
You will not speak for me and decide what's wrong or right
I'm the only one who can tell you what I need
Go and find another little job
and another little life to bleed-

Yes I'm the only one who can tell you what I need
Go and find another little job and another little life to bleed.