Lyrics
And i trip and then i stumble, she s robert palmer, i feel i m in trouble
In the hustle and the bustle it s too rough, i tumble in the gravel and the rubble
I tumble in the gravel and the rubble, that me and ben skeleton mixed our own medicine
the more like your father
Might as well admit she s addicted to love, in the hustle and the bustle, can you hear me call
caught in a spider s web
I see i saw lovers undercover, no one found out until we left Spider's, never let a critic affect our direction
Hate people who think their life is a drama, can you hear me call Web, i feel myself fall
It s not the first time playing dead, it s not the first time playing dead
In the hustle and the bustle it s too rough, i ll be back around probably in the mid-summer
you walked in last with a dirty barbour
Amusing myself is worth it for the karma, we re running
I tumble in the gravel and the rubble, in the hustle and the bustle it s too rough
In the hustle and the bustle, get out of bed
They think we re fools sitting on the corner, i tumble in the gravel and the rubble, i feel myself fall
I tumble in the gravel and the rubble, and i trip and then i stumble Spider's, caught in a spider s web
they know something
at a party with ash as they smash a pi ata
My bedroom s watched by an intifada, and i trip and then i stumble, at a party with ash as they smash a pi ata
In the hustle and the bustle, i tumble in the gravel and the rubble
she s robert palmer
I feel myself fall, might as well admit she s addicted to love, in the hustle and the bustle it s too rough
I guess it s all part of indoctrination, program a beat bones i ll just keep telling them, no one found out until we left
Acts like a twat but she s a top banana, i feel myself fall, we re running
Baby next door screaming all evening, in the hustle and the bustle it s too rough Spider's, i tumble in the gravel and the rubble
Caught in a spider s web, you d rather just walk in the rain, that me and ben skeleton mixed our own medicine
In the hustle and the bustle, and i trip and then i stumble, in the hustle and the bustle it s too rough
i feel i m in trouble
Might as well admit she s addicted to love, i feel myself fall Web, in the hustle and the bustle
it s not the first time playing dead
I feel myself fall, it s not the first time playing dead
And i trip and then i stumble, no one found out until we left Web, no one found out until we left
They know something, and i trip and then i stumble
a man in a room with a survey for the station
In the hustle and the bustle it s too rough, making in-jokes about americana Spider's, caught in a spider s web
In the hustle and the bustle, in the hustle and the bustle
i feel i m in trouble
