Slash/Gilby Clarke/Eric Dover)



You told me you're an orphan

the same old standard line

Then when we moved in together

All you did was moan and cry

Talkin' like you'd make it

On life's big movie screen

I had to say I loved you

Just to try and keep the peace



Hustler

What are you doin' with your time

I'm slow to catch on

But I think you wasted mine



You're running low tonight

Jack up and get it right

You know you're going down

Ain't it good to be alive



I couldn't make excuses about

everything you said

You wanna show your bruises

Let's throw a party for the band

Now here they come a dancin'

Like the powder to your nose

Why don't you cut your head off

Spite your face let's do the show



Hustler

What are you doin' with your time

I'm slow catchin' on

But I think you wasted mine

Hustler



You're running low tonight

The station's right close by

Pack up your car and drive

Ain't it good to be alive



Tearing of the membrane

Of the first new thing in years

Found a nagging consolation

In a glass of Everclear

And the ugly truth has raped you

They're saying you're a lousy lay

But isn't everything that way



Ain't it good to be alive

So good to be alive