Gilded - Arab Strap

I was free again that summer

Cos you’re playing with a plumber

With his own place and a car.

I don’t care

I’m gonna be a pop star

Well he can take you for a ride

And he can buy you gifts and flowers

I’m sure he’s got a nicer body then me

And maybe he can fuck go for hours and hours

But I wonder where you and him might be when you see me on the cover of the NME

After sell-out tours and a string of hits And I’m snorting cocaine off a

supermodel’s tits

My life is going my way

I saw you in the pub today

And you look so ugly now

Since you turned into a shallow disco cow

You’re no longer my gilded shackle

So I don’t have to listen to your fucking cackle

I couldn’t give a toss what you do

And by the way, have you found out I was two-timing you?