The Hustler Lyrics - Marc Almond

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 

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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 

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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