Testo di Hustle

You're moving slow as Christmas Acting like nobody's business Don't you ever feel phony Don't you ever get lonely Another empty I love you With a heartfelt screw you too Do a little remembering for me I'll do plenty of forgetting for free There's so little of you left You've sabotaged yourself Hustle, down in the street Hustle, ream 'em and weep Hustle, breathe a sign of relief From the nine to five sounds of sorrow Take the long way to suicide Pouring salt in your wounded pride You perceive to believe and conspire to deceive That you're better off dead than alive When you're screaming in your pillow For all the friends you let go Sometimes you gotta lie just to get by When the truth of the matter is you didn't even try There's so little of you left You've played yourself to death Hustle, down in the street Hustle, ream 'em and weep Hustle, breathe a sign of relief From the nine to five sounds of sorrow All good things come to those who hustle It's a double time pick up step and shuffle All good things come to those who hustle All it takes is a little guts and muscle There's so little of you left You've sabotaged yourself Hustle, down in the street Hustle, read 'em and weep Hustle, till you're dead on your feet Hustle, till you get what you need Hustle, turn the bitter into sweet Hustle, breathe a sign of relief From the nine to five sounds of sorrow