Tunng - Hustle lyrics

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 hand to the highest mast When I see land, land, land [Chorus] 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 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 But in the dark I wonder what you see [Chorus] [x2]