Hustle Lyrics

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|-...And Then We Saw Land-|
Chords:
This is basically the way you play
the guitar. They throw in a lot more
licks and extra notes that I haven't
included, you'll have to figure out
that part yourself.
When I come home, you won't be there any more
When I come home, you won't be there any more
And you will tear off your clothes and kiss the floor
When I come home, home, home
When I see land you will conjure up a storm
When I see land you will conjure up a storm
And I will tie your hands to the highest mast
When I see land, land, land
horus
And we will hustle, hustle, hustle to be free
Free from all the
Happy thoughts and smiles across the sea
In favour of the
Mean, mean, moves,
And back doors to the heart from where we
Always, always fall apart
And you will slide on the back seat of my bike
And you will slide on the back seat of my bike
And I will ride you home drunken in the rain
and you will win again and again
Now it's your turn you will tie me to the tree
Now it's your turn you will tie me to the tree
And you will sing and sing, forever you and me
And in the dark you wonder what I see
horus
And we will hustle, hustle, hustle to be free
Free from all the
Happy thoughts and smiles across the sea
In favour of the
Mean, mean, moves,
And back doors to the heart from where we
Always, always fall apart
And we will hustle, hustle, hustle to be free
Free from all the
Happy thoughts and smiles across the sea
In favour of the
Mean, mean, moves,
And back doors to the heart from where we
Always, always fall apart