Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Hustler, artist - Eric Andersen. Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Song language: English
The Hustler |
| You can try and run me down |
| But you can’t drive me on the ground |
| When you’re not there I’ll be around |
| Haunt you I won’t make a sound |
| Track you I don’t need a hound |
| You think your lost I got you found |
| You’re surrounded though you think that they can’t see |
| Your castle walls they all will fall |
| You’ll be surprised that all in all |
| Nobody really cares at all |
| You won’t believe the biggest xxx |
| I can bite your heels when you crawl |
| The pain will come from those so small |
| Go cry wolf or better you should scream |
| Though you’re not on top you think your first |
| Some surgeon scalpel steal the nurse |
| Who can let the others feel the hurt |
| When you’re the driver of the hearse |
| So you’ll feel bad but they’ll feel worse |
| Without you what would the doctor be? |
| I’m watching you but not like quite before |
| I will find you you’re the one I’ve been looking for |
| But when it’s over don’t say sorry any more |
| Abreast this painter run him down |
| Into the night to paint the town |
| While putting everybody on |
| Blowing smoke rings for the crown |
| You brag of those you’ve been around |
| You listen to your silly sounds |
| Disciples pass your bread around |
| While the cross is hidden in your gown |
| They think that they’re on holy ground |
| Not knowing Judas watches from the tree |
| While posing as the saint of need |
| You got fathered to the one who’s weak |
| By using words like sad defeat |
| You laugh but you got lose the beat |
| The girls all giggle at your feet |
| The squealing people that you meet |
| You might get made but be discreet |
| Don’t you take your mask of trick or treat |
| As you get the stars down on their knees |
| But do you really think that you have far to meet? |
| Believing in the magic noose |
| That trips the egg the golden goose |
| And with it you can never lose |
| While fairy tales steal the truth |
| I don’t let go hey |
| I don’t let loose |
| For the goose is flippin' of the roof |
| And without its wings how can you be free? |
| But I’m watching you but not like quite before |
| I will find you you’re the one I’ve been looking for |
| But when it’s over don’t say sorry any more |
| (Instrumental) |
| That ranger he just rides along |
| Protecting those that don’t belong |
| In the land that has no right or wrong |
| Time till you just load his gun |
| For killing outlaws one by one |
| Shooting in-laws just for fun |
| While the jungle laws are on the run |
| Step out before you get stepped on |
| Sadists wear their war paint on |
| Afraid if you’re in the dark to long |
| Cause you know the jungle is no place for the meek |
| You say life is absurdity carnival for melodies |
| You hide the big time bitterly |
| You set the stage so faithfully |
| You’re hocker for more mystery |
| While marching so religiously |
| Is the army that has paid to see |
| The choir boy of reality |
| Laugh at all authority |
| And you smile oh so cynically |
| Sole possessor of his key |
| And it’s sad to know that’s all you’ll ever be |
| And you said keep on the sunny side |
| That life is just a rainbow ride |
| Silver studded surfboard glide |
| On the whinnin' waves keep your hide |
| Don’t you hit the moon when you fly to wide |
| It’ll bring to you down below the tide |
| It’s where no one keeps their tears inside |
| The waters can hide them if you cry |
| For in the waves there are no mysteries |
| But I’m watching you but not like quite before |
| I will find you you’re the one I’ve been looking for |
| But when it’s over don’t say sorry any more |