Hustle And Cuss The Dead Weather

[Verse 1]
Knock on the door and the door knocks back
The joke never go no further than that
Fire goes back inside the match
Back down the stack

[Chorus]
And we hustle and cuss
Lick on the dust
Hustle and cuss
Lick on the dust
Hustle and cuss
Lick on the dust

[Chorus]
Hustle and cuss
Hustle and cuss and lick on the dust
Hustle and cuss
Hustle and cuss and lick on the dust
When you muscle and fuss
Muscle and fuss and lick on the dust
Hustle and cuss
Hustle and cuss and lick on the dust

[Verse 2]
When we were young, a different kind of fun
Playing in the mud, it meant something else
Now we hustle and cuss
You hustle and cuss