Hustle and bustle, baby
Hustle and bustle
Sell and be sold
Important people
Important crisis
My first time in the city
A main laid collapsed on the sidewalk
People just float on around him
I felt sick because I was young
But I got used to it
Big decisions to be made
The hustle is on
Sell and be sold
You're making it
You're pushing it
One more push
And you're up there
You're important
Sex and the city
High-class travel
Riches, power, freedom
♪
Mom and dad are gone
Mom and dad are really gone
Wonderful parents
Sons and daughters of maids and sailors
Immigrants from cold hard Europe
Forged in the soot of Chicago
Ruined by bank manoeuvres and manipulation
Thrown headfirst into the Great Depression
As children bewildered, innocent
Watching powerless as their parents
Spawned and stumbled in the brave new world
Until they were forced to retreat
And hide in the forest of Michigan
The forest of Michigan
Where they found love
And each other
But they had to pay
This is the USA and you pay twice
For everything
Once to God
And once to the hustle
♪
Mom and dad are gone
And I'm not gonna get used to it
I'll never accept it
I'm gonna find them
I have their pictures
I have their tchotchkes
I have their ashes
And I have my memories
I have a voice to call out
"Mom! Dad!"
"I love you"
"Are you still somewhere?"
"Thank you"
"I'm sorry"
"I know now how you sacrificed"
"I should have done more"
"I should have loved you more"
"But mostly"
"I competed and I defeated"
"I desired and I acquired"
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And finally
There was just my dad and I in the room
He held my hand and said, "Son"
"You made your dream come true"
Mom and dad are really gone
Mom and dad are really gone
And I am left alone
Mom and dad