Marc Almond Lyrics
Marc Almond Lyrics
"The Hustler Lyrics"
Rain Lyrics
Rain Thought I heard a footstep Thought I heard the phone Standing on the doorstep Listening alone And all I hear is rain Thought I saw your h
Rain Thought I heard a footstep Thought I heard the phone Standing on the doorstep Listening alone And all I hear is rain Thought I saw your h
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 suf
Isn't This The World Lyrics
Isn't this the world The place (that) we call home Isn't this the world Then why do I feel alone Isn't this the world The place we call home I
ferIsn't this the world The place (that) we call home Isn't this the world Then why do I feel alone Isn't this the world The place we call home I
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
If Ya Gettin' Down Lyrics
Chorus: If ya gettin' down baby I want it now baby Come and get it on baby I want it now baby If ya gettin' down baby I want it now baby M
urge to laughChorus: If ya gettin' down baby I want it now baby Come and get it on baby I want it now baby If ya gettin' down baby I want it now baby M
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 Lovers Lyrics
We wrote these words together love To free our own We speak of pasts, moved many lives, These dreams they come and go. Who we are is all we know D
We wrote these words together love To free our own We speak of pasts, moved many lives, These dreams they come and go. Who we are is all we know D
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