Lower Your Standards
Michael Flynn
I can tell by your eyes that you're already bored
Cause you're scanning for exits and curing the lord
And the company's not who you'd wished it would be
But can't you lower your standards for me
I know that you're used to an orbit of stars
Men who finish your sentences and glow in the dark
When you survey the room and don't like what you see
Could you lower your standards for me
This party is big, but it ain't big enough
For clowns and cowards and scoundrels like us
But I think that the janitor's closet is free
If you'll lower your standards
If you'll lower your standards
If you'll lower your standards for me