The Hustler
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โฑ๏ธ 3:21 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Over there
In the cold
Stands the Hustler
His eyes are old
He has seen a million ugly scenes
Places where men droop with mould
The backrooms
Where soiled goods are sold
Seen with opened eyes since frail fifteen
He has found it hard at first
But on his brow there sits a curse
For when the young must suffer
At the hands of men
Memories of Christmas past
Were never there to ever last
Things as were can never
Be again
Over there
By the wall
Stands the Hustler
He's not very tall
He's trampled by the jaded by the sly
He's seen the darker side of men
First fascinated and then
He found his urge to laugh
An urge to cry
He'll find close friends
No friend at all
He feels so lonely, tired and small
How few are chosen from
The golden call
There's something in us all it seems
To crave adventure
Hunt for dreams
But corruption the seducer spoils our schemes
And surely as the snow will melt
The Hustler
Grabs his soul and heads for home
With lessons learnt under his belt
Over there
By the wall
Stands the Hustler
With the men of law
On either side to flank the sallow youth
But some of us will never learn
It takes the blow of fists to burn
How painfully we suffer for the truth
In the cold
Stands the Hustler
His eyes are old
He has seen a million ugly scenes
Places where men droop with mould
The backrooms
Where soiled goods are sold
Seen with opened eyes since frail fifteen
He has found it hard at first
But on his brow there sits a curse
For when the young must suffer
At the hands of men
Memories of Christmas past
Were never there to ever last
Things as were can never
Be again
Over there
By the wall
Stands the Hustler
He's not very tall
He's trampled by the jaded by the sly
He's seen the darker side of men
First fascinated and then
He found his urge to laugh
An urge to cry
He'll find close friends
No friend at all
He feels so lonely, tired and small
How few are chosen from
The golden call
There's something in us all it seems
To crave adventure
Hunt for dreams
But corruption the seducer spoils our schemes
And surely as the snow will melt
The Hustler
Grabs his soul and heads for home
With lessons learnt under his belt
Over there
By the wall
Stands the Hustler
With the men of law
On either side to flank the sallow youth
But some of us will never learn
It takes the blow of fists to burn
How painfully we suffer for the truth
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:20.77] Over there
[00:22.66] In the cold
[00:23.57] Stands the Hustler
[00:25.36] His eyes are old
[00:28.02] He has seen a million ugly scenes
[00:36.11] Places where men droop with mould
[00:37.96] The backrooms
[00:39.74] Where soiled goods are sold
[00:41.58] Seen with opened eyes since frail fifteen
[00:48.85] He has found it hard at first
[00:51.59] But on his brow there sits a curse
[00:55.12] For when the young must suffer
[00:56.98] At the hands of men
[01:03.23] Memories of Christmas past
[01:05.99] Were never there to ever last
[01:10.55] Things as were can never
[01:12.34] Be again
[01:19.57] Over there
[01:20.47] By the wall
[01:21.36] Stands the Hustler
[01:22.26] He's not very tall
[01:24.96] He's trampled by the jaded by the sly
[01:32.15] He's seen the darker side of men
[01:35.86] First fascinated and then
[01:38.52] He found his urge to laugh
[01:43.09] An urge to cry
[01:47.53] He'll find close friends
[01:49.35] No friend at all
[01:51.14] He feels so lonely, tired and small
[01:54.78] How few are chosen from
[01:59.33] The golden call
[02:05.62] There's something in us all it seems
[02:08.34] To crave adventure
[02:10.10] Hunt for dreams
[02:11.98] But corruption the seducer spoils our schemes
[02:19.17] And surely as the snow will melt
[02:22.82] The Hustler
[02:23.64] Grabs his soul and heads for home
[02:27.32] With lessons learnt under his belt
[02:35.41] Over there
[02:37.29] By the wall
[02:39.01] Stands the Hustler
[02:40.83] With the men of law
[02:42.67] On either side to flank the sallow youth
[02:49.95] But some of us will never learn
[02:53.52] It takes the blow of fists to burn
[02:57.12] How painfully we suffer for the truth
[03:16.38]
[00:22.66] In the cold
[00:23.57] Stands the Hustler
[00:25.36] His eyes are old
[00:28.02] He has seen a million ugly scenes
[00:36.11] Places where men droop with mould
[00:37.96] The backrooms
[00:39.74] Where soiled goods are sold
[00:41.58] Seen with opened eyes since frail fifteen
[00:48.85] He has found it hard at first
[00:51.59] But on his brow there sits a curse
[00:55.12] For when the young must suffer
[00:56.98] At the hands of men
[01:03.23] Memories of Christmas past
[01:05.99] Were never there to ever last
[01:10.55] Things as were can never
[01:12.34] Be again
[01:19.57] Over there
[01:20.47] By the wall
[01:21.36] Stands the Hustler
[01:22.26] He's not very tall
[01:24.96] He's trampled by the jaded by the sly
[01:32.15] He's seen the darker side of men
[01:35.86] First fascinated and then
[01:38.52] He found his urge to laugh
[01:43.09] An urge to cry
[01:47.53] He'll find close friends
[01:49.35] No friend at all
[01:51.14] He feels so lonely, tired and small
[01:54.78] How few are chosen from
[01:59.33] The golden call
[02:05.62] There's something in us all it seems
[02:08.34] To crave adventure
[02:10.10] Hunt for dreams
[02:11.98] But corruption the seducer spoils our schemes
[02:19.17] And surely as the snow will melt
[02:22.82] The Hustler
[02:23.64] Grabs his soul and heads for home
[02:27.32] With lessons learnt under his belt
[02:35.41] Over there
[02:37.29] By the wall
[02:39.01] Stands the Hustler
[02:40.83] With the men of law
[02:42.67] On either side to flank the sallow youth
[02:49.95] But some of us will never learn
[02:53.52] It takes the blow of fists to burn
[02:57.12] How painfully we suffer for the truth
[03:16.38]