East Hastings Songtext
von Mala Ruckus

No luck with busking try Saturday Hustling
Cheap conversation, a con must be patient
Now I′m chasing, I'm racing the crackfiend con
While his partner in crime keeps his eyes on the prize

He said, "Oh Jesus, Oh mister, I need some new sneakers"
He said, "Can I have some dollars we′re practically brothers each other"

I'm sick of you East Hastings, my mind is all made up
You've got my pockets in the belly of the beast, bullied milk money trouble no luck


No luck with busking try Saturday Hustling
Cheap conversation, a con must be patient
Now I′m chasing, I′m racing the crackfiend con
While his partner in crime keeps his eyes on the prize

He said, "Oh Jesus, Oh mister, I need some new sneakers"
He said, "Can I have some dollars we're practically brothers each other"

I′m sick of you East Hastings, my mind is all made up
You've got my pockets in the belly of the beast, bullied milk money trouble no luck

Always a place to go home to
Always a place to go home to
You will not be alone
You will not be alone