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from Husker Du - Candy Apple Grey (1986)
When I was younger, worrying about it
Trying to make these decisions for myself And I go on to ask myself what's right and wrong about it And I don't really know what makes it, ask yourself Now I see you, you want to ask me I want you to ask me, I want you to ask me What does it matter? What does it mean? Sometimes I don't know why you want to try and help me I get so confused I start to fall over backwards Then I ask this to myself, and see within myself And wonder what it means, and ask these questions to myself Now I'm a little bit older And I'm not a hell of a lot wiser So I've gotta sit down and contemplate it Should I talk to the mirror, should I talk to the wall? Should I even talk at all? Would a little tiny bit of action, would it make it even seem to matter anymore? I guess it matters just to you All this I've done for you |
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from Husker Du - Candy Apple Grey (1986)
Avalanche looms overhead
Airplane flies overhead Important man sits by the window Sucked out of the first class window Images run by, a thousand miles an hour But the time seems far away Folding clothes in a folding closet Folding money in your resume It's time to let off some pressure It's time to let off some steam All your notebooks get thrown away And you start your diary clean Crystal glass lined up in a row Watched over by the G.I. Joes Sugar in your coffee doesn't taste quite right Feeling the effects for a hundred thousand nights When civilization falls in its grave Technology throws on the dirt You realize the finest things in life Are the ones that can never be hurt Time to let off some pressure Time to let off some steam All your notebooks get thrown away You start your diary clean Crystal glass lined up in a row Watched over by the G.I. Joes Sugar in your coffee doesn't taste quite right Feeling the effects for a hundred thousand nights Shatters your brain It shatters your brain Shatters your brain It shatters your brain Shatters your brain in a million tiny pieces The sounds you hear aren't coming out right You think it might be mystic, you think I might be cryptic The crystal in your china case is breaking in a million tiny pieces |
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from Husker Du - Candy Apple Grey (1986)
Well, I'm standing in the queue
And I can't stand any more missing you And I can't stand the pain And I can't get home 'cause of a hurricane Dead set on destruction Dead set on destruction There's no flights home today And no services out on the motorway And I can't leave the ground And I can't find a place now to put her down Dead set on destruction Dead set on destruction The Atlantic winds are high There's only one virgin and she don't fly And they can't land the plane And they can't get home 'cause of a hurricane Dead set on destruction Dead set on destruction Dead set on destruction Dead set on destruction |
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I'm curious to know exactly how you are
I keep my distance but that distance is too far It reassures me just to know that you're okay But I don't want you to go on needing me this way And I don't want to know if you are lonely Don't want to know if you are less than lonely Don't want to know if you are lonely Don't want to know, don't want to know The day you left me, left me feeling oh so bad Still I'm not sure about all the doubts we had From the beginning we both knew it wouldn't last Decisions have been made, the die has been cast I don't want to know if you are lonely Don't want to know if you are less than lonely Don't want to know if you are lonely Don't want to know, don't want to know The phone is ringing and the clock says four A.M. If it's your friends, well, I don't want to hear from them Please leave your number and a message at the tone Or you can just go on and leave me alone But I don't want to know if you are lonely Don't want to know if you are less than lonely Don't want to know if you are lonely Don't want to know, don't want to know |
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from Husker Du - Candy Apple Grey (1986)
Twenty years ago, saw a friend was walking by
And I stopped him on the street to ask him how it went, and all he did was cry I looked him in the face, but I couldn't see past his eyes Asked him what the problem was, he says "here is your disguise" Now he's hardly getting over it Hardly getting used to getting by Now he's hardly getting over it Hardly getting used to getting by Old man lays down by the railroad tracks Got no paper in his pocket, got no paper on his back I asked him what the time was, he says "to hit the road now, Jack" Went back to see him next week, he died of a heart attack and died away Now he's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by Now he's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by Grandma, she got sick, she is going to die And Grandpa had a seizure, moved into a hotel cell and died away My parents, they just wonder when they both are going to die And what do I do when they die? Now I'm hardly getting over it Hardly getting used to getting by Hardly getting over it Hardly getting used to getting by |
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from Husker Du - Candy Apple Grey (1986)
If I could change my mind, what changes would it bring?
If I could change you, well, it wouldn't change a thing So now you know and now you shouldn't be afraid Oh, no promise have I made Tell me a story, tell me just another lie Well, I can tell you set your expectations high Well, now I've faced up to you facing me betrayed Oh, no promise have I made Well, there's some green and there's some white and there's some gold But brighter colors I have left you to behold It's your good fortune there's a fortune to be paid Oh, no promise have I made |
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from Husker Du - Candy Apple Grey (1986)
Time heals, time goes on and time really flies
Time hurts and time can cut you, cut you down to size There's no need to touch you now, no, I'm doing fine Life too can cut you and I've cut you out of mine You're making me sorry Sorry somehow You're making me sorry Sorry somehow There's no need to talk to you, well, to know what's on your mind There's no need to see you either, no, I'm just being kind You want me to beg forgiveness, tender an apology It's not my fault and you're not getting one from me You're making me sorry Sorry somehow You're making me sorry Sorry somehow Now I guess it's your decision, now you decide Take me to the cleaners baby, take me for a ride Whoever cares for your affairs will sort it out for you Send me a subpoena, baby, tell me what to do You're making me sorry Sorry somehow You're making me sorry Sorry somehow I don't have to think about you, think about the past Those days stand out in my mind and those days were the last I know the time is coming and I'm waiting for the day I'd give you everything in the world just to get it out of the way You're making me sorry Sorry somehow You're making me sorry Sorry somehow |
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from Husker Du - Candy Apple Grey (1986)
I'm down again
And I don't know how to tell you But maybe this time I can't come back Because I might be too far down I wish for real That I could turn it on and off Like hot and cold and up and down Because I'm down again I'm too far down I couldn't begin to smile Because I can't even laugh or cry Because I just can't do it If it was so easy to be happy Why am I so down? All I can do is sit and wonder if it's going to end Or if I should just go away forever When I sit and think I wish that I just could die Or let someone else be happy By setting my own self free And you don't want the emotion Because the taste it leaves is for real But nothing's ever real until it's gone And I might be too far down And is this just another thrown away Or is this the end of the whole stupid road But you wouldn't want to know how I feel anyway Because the darkest hole is at the end of the road I'm down again And I guess I'm not the only one who dreams That there's not any way to tell you Because I might be too far down |
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And it's strange to watch the things we had all fade away
It all seemed so certain, it all seemed so permanent And I'm sure no one else suspected anything was wrong It all seemed so perfect; our house was built on good intentions Promise not to see it end this way So unsure of what remains at home Nothing left in common We faced up to all the fears, it's time for consequences Chorus: It's gone and I can't find it You're gone and I can't fight it Divvied up the friendships that we used to share Try and understand me if I stumble now and then Some miscommunication stood between both you and I You made your decision, here's hoping it's the right one But God knows this decision you can change And I can never hold you down again this I understand So please forgive the tears there's no turning back Chorus |
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Checking in every morning
To the sound of steam and caffeine The sludge in the bottom of the cup Just like the sludge in the stream Slag heap keep growing higher Every morning the sky, it's on fire And it's only 9 AM again Is there an upside to every downside? Keep it inside, it's a downward slide of broken glass Keeps building in piles And I don't know I don't know if the sun ever smiles It's the black sheets of rain Following me again Everywhere I go Everywhere I've been Following me again I feel the toxins fill my blood stream as I'm walking through the parking lot Over and over and over and over and over and over The clouds hanging over Choking the life out of me The motto seems to be "We work in order to be free" It's the black sheets of rain Following me again Everywhere I go Everywhere I've been Following me again Over and over and over and over and over and over again Where were you in my hour of need (I never see the sun stop shining) The clouds roll over the sunlight (Someone stopped the sun from shining) And I stand here, ready to bleed (I never see the sun stop shining) A little rain is all we need (Someone stopped the sun from shining) Where will you be in my darkest hour of need? (I never see the sun stop shining) Where will you be in my darkest hour of need? (Someone stopped the sun) Here it comes again |
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Another exit on the freeway
Another bridge I cannot bear to cross alone And I've been on the mend I've been getting ready to change my name again And once I had a love so fair Once I had a reason to keep on Left a paragraph taped up on my door It said "Don't wait up 'cause I ain't comin' home" So I've been driving far and wide to find my call in life Been looking for a place where I belong I guess a little pain never killed anyone I guess I feel that way again I can't come clean, I cannot stay Got no reason to explain I've been here too long, I need a change And I hope you'll understand Stained glass window never gonna carry my name Been laid to rest in a field of sticks and stones And above my head all that's left are footsteps Of some kid too young too far away from home So don't send me invitations to your big parade Place of residence unknown In my eyes there is no compromise There is no calm before the storm These things happen all the time Should I throw myself from the hanging tree? Is there a place for those of us who don't belong? I haven't found it yet |
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Lately I've been thinking
And how the whole world's come undone Everybody's got this sinking feeling Feeling they're on the run But I know a place where time stands still I can picture it in my mind But I'm not sure if we can get there (There is no reason reasons rhyme Why can't you see we're almost out of time) It's too late it's too late it's too late To cover what you've done It's too late it's too late it's too late To call for anyone at all Well I guess I should be so brave to think that I'm the only one who knows It's too late it's too late it's too late To cover what you've done Oh no we need a change (This world's stranger now) Now is not the time to run away (There must be a way) A way that we could listen to the warning signs so pay attention This is my intention to prevent this fate before it gets too late And as the hands of the clock go round and round And the world keeps marching on Can you afford to let it fall now? (The fish in all the streams are dying Fluorocarbons fill the sky And I don't really want to die before my time has come) It's too late it's too late it's too late To cover what you've done It's too late it's too late it's too late To call for anyone at all Well I guess I should be so brave to think that I'm the only one who knows It's too late it's too late it's too late it's too late Now now It's too late (Lately I've been thinking Haven't had that sinking feeling now) |
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from Bob Mould - Poison Years (1994)
If you want me out of your life
Now all you gotta do is tell me I ain't got a life of my own And the one I got with you could kill me You've been taking some time, does it weigh on your mind? If you think you've got an answer tell me, I don't know But if you want me out of your life Now all you gotta do is tell me If you want me out of the way Now all you gotta say is something And do you think you'll tell me today? Well it seems I'm waiting here for nothing You still call me your friend, yeah I think you're pretending If you keep on ignoring me then I will go But if you want me out of your life Now all you gotta do is tell me When all this confusion goes, what else could there be But this feeling I knew that turned out to be true When I saw you walking out you turned your back on me If you want me out of your life Now all you gotta do is tell me I ain't got a life all alone And the one I had with you near killed me Now it's time to catch up on the ones I forgot It took losing you to find the things that I still got But if you want me out of your life Now all you gotta do is tell me Tell me Tell me now, and I will get out of your life |
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from Bob Mould - Poison Years (1994)
If I ride on the rails I shall ride them alone
And if I need all this pain I will find it alone If I'm wanted for leaving I will leave here alone And if I can't resist this then I am unfit to go A simple solution is all I require If fire is the passion I only aspire to be free Let me be free if the strain on your conscience gets under your skin And leads you to making a sacrifice Sacrifice me Let there be peace To the grave from the cradle we don't rock anymore Now I stand here with both feet planted firm on the floor And if you're planning a future of indefinite grace You'd better start removing the lines of deceit from your face A simple conclusion is all I require If fire is the passion I only aspire to be free Let me be free And all of the hypocrites lie through their teeth Talk about making a sacrifice Sacrifice me Let there be peace How much longer can all this go on? How many more chances can one person have? And all of the questions with no proper answers Continue continue have to go on have to go on Should I bend down and worship the ground of the beautiful people who live without flaws? Success is a virtue to share with the world but failure's a lesson that's best learned alone Respect is a virtue that strong men command but when words become weapons There'll be peace in the valley of death when I rise Peace in the valley of death when I rise |
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from Bob Mould - Poison Years (1994)
Listen, there's music in the air
I heard your voice, coming from somewhere But look how much we've grown I guess I should have known As the years go by, they take their toll on you Think of all the things we wanted to do And all the words we said yesterday That's a long time ago You didn't think I'd really go, now Are you waiting? (I know why) You're already saying goodbye Are you ready? (I know why) I see a little light, I know you will I can see it in your eyes, I know you still care But if you want me to go You should just say so |
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from Bob Mould - Poison Years (1994)
A moment sits suspended in time what I a time I had with you
Living in your fantasy world, well there ain't much of a view I rarely stepped outside of myself, always caught up in between Some place I thought was good for my health and the place I've always been So let me tell you now Oh, you better stop your crying 'Cause you're feeling so damn happy You try to make me feel like dying Oh, you better stop your crying 'Cause the tears that are running down your face They don't make me feel like dying I guess I never wanted to crash in the wave of your emotion I walked away from all of the trash looking for a perfect ocean But lately I've been finding myself fighting upward int he stream And who could tell that I'm living in hell? Lord, I must be dreaming Oh, you better stop your crying 'Cause I don't listen to you anymore even when you know you're lying Oh, I see the story on your face Stop your crying, 'cause you can't make me feel like dying So now the party's come to and end and to end a perfect time I send you love and all of the best, and all the rest is mine And I'd rather sit and talk to myself after all is said and done What happens next, hey no one can tell, and I ain't tellin' no one Oh, you better stop your crying 'Cause the tears that are running down your face They don't make me feel like dying Oh, you better stop your crying You ain't even trying, you better stop your crying |
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from Bob Mould - Poison Years (1994)
Wishing well runs wet and dry
I wish for things I never had Surrounds and wells up in my eyes The screaming voice, it lies Wishing well gets someone's attention Every wish you ever had In a day of nights, in the darkest of light Sits and cries, watch the lies Could you give me a wish if I tell you what I want? Will the price be no object? I wish for dreams of light I live for wishing well surprise Deepest light, the secret lies Wishing well gives you all that you desire Homes and trains, and the greenest of plains That you ever happened upon The silent wish, it calls you out Calls you out by name Lays upon the plain, on the mountain high City lights, wish delights What if the waters and wishes appear? Will the price be no object? I wish for dreams of light I live for wishing well surprise Twist and shape on the winding twine Around the spindle winds Wish again, four times again Four wishes deep into the well There's a price to pay for a wish to come true Trade a small piece of your life Roots in the soil, uprooting the soil Mountain high, the mountain high The wish is only to speak a kind Kind of word, so benign absurd The well, three wishes run dry Wishing well is dry When no grass grows, the weeds run in line Wish three wishes, three wishes run dry |
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from Bob Mould - Bob Mould (1996)
What you say / what you mean
And the space between those words What you know / anymore I don't think so anymore What you say / what you mean And the distance that's between Those two words / anymore I don't think so anymore What you say / what you mean I don't think so anymore Anymore / time between What you say and what you mean I need more To talk to you so bad So bad I could Cry again, just like last time Don't cry any more / I don't mind It's a waste of time Don't need anymore / time between Between those words, you and me Time between you and me / anymore Anymore / time between / I don't think so any more Time between / what'd you say I don't think so anymore I need more / you need More is what you say Anymore (I'll go away) Sick of yourself / sick of yourself Sick of being someone else I'm sick of myself / sick of Everything I am / any Time between / you and/ everything Time between / you and / this Look at me / look at me I'm as useless as can be No time anymore / not tired anymore Tired of what you see in me Time between / you and me Time between two words any more Not anymore / not anymore It's the time between you and me Not any more / not any more It's the time between you and me Any more |
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from Bob Mould - Bob Mould (1996)
Overhearing conversations turn
into dust Critically acclaimed and publicity defamed There's nothing I can say about it Much less I could do about it Who cares anyway? Who cares anyway? There's nothing I can do about it Screw it, I don't care about it Nothing I can say about it Hey, it's OK now Monkeys made of brass fly out of your ass Self-destructive fool fell into the pool So content with treading water If it doesn't get much hotter Tired of everyday's morality plays There's nothing I can do about it Screw it, I don't care about it Nothing I can say about it Hey, it's OK now I'm so tired of trying to explain I'm so bored I hardly stand the strain Everything you hate Is everything that you created Rollercoaster pharmacy of ups and downs Endless ride upon your merry-go- round Stupid is as stupid says Now it all goes to your head Inspirations fade / the failing grade |
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from Bob Mould - Bob Mould (1996)
You're in a deep karma canyon
And your world is so low Even you don't understand it And you've got nowhere to go All you see is mountains, counting All the steps you have to climb Did you get to the chapter In the book of childrens' rhymes Where the happy ever after Is the ending of all time I wish I could believe it, I Guess I would if I was a child Tell me who will keep score for you As we play every day inside a Deep karma canyon When you mind begins to reconstruct The sadness into laughter Maybe you can turn the karma into Happy ever after If you find a way to do this, I'd Appreciate a hand, I'm in a Deep karma canyon |
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from Bob Mould - Bob Mould (1996)
It's the sound of my ego spinning out of control
Sounds in my head that might never come out Stuck in my head, and forever reverberate How do you pluck them out? These are the stories that will never unfold All of the characters cast in stone Years surely weathered them, I don't remember them They've all faded away I'm a child, I'm a baby I can change my mind like any other genius This is genius, this is genuine, this is bullshit Suppressing the violent side That ego can override As a child, as a baby As a phenom, as a meteorite Burned out in the galaxy Where the parking lots are oh so bright |
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from Bob Mould - Bob Mould (1996)
There's a place in the mountains that
we could go We could stock up with diamonds and bars of gold If we wanted a fortune, that's where we'd go And if you wanted to go there, well, let me know And inside Fort Knox, King Solomon is occupied with providence Enough, but not too confident And I get by, goodbye Every night at 11, they drive the gold Through the underground entrance between the poles If we wait for a moment, the guards might go Then I could get the door open and grab some gold But if I should get noticed, don't worry, grab you stuff and go I can deal with King Solomon alone |
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from Bob Mould - Bob Mould (1996)
I see you sleep with him
And yeah, I guess that's cool Well, I just stand at the foot of the bed And now yo watch me stew It's not a matter of pride It's not a matter of anything I just watched someone die in this room Now you're watching everything You can go anywhere I'm not in love with your hair And now you stand there and stare I'm not in love with your hair And I don't give a fuck about it I don't give a fuck what you do I'm so sick of being with you I'm so fucked up being with you |
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from Bob Mould - Bob Mould (1996)
Tired epileptic charade
Get on the plane and fly away I knew you when I knew you when You had something to say The Twentieth Century Has not been particularly kind to me So when asked to define You feign the benign And decline to answer properly You feel threatened now There's other icons flying higher now As you grab for the past You know it won't last There's no need to describe it I hope someone else is driving you I hope someone else intelligent is driving you Now the myth disintegrates Nothing else is permanent |
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from Bob Mould - Bob Mould (1996)
The next time that you leave I'll throw everything you own so you'll have no reason, no reason to return The next time that you leave I'll burn out my memories, I don't need reminders, remind me to forget You are not a master maybe you have mastered different games that worked with others but I am not the others, You are just a bastard... The next time that you leave I'll learn how to walk again walking towards no future futureless but not for long The next time that you leave I'll turn over in my sleep none there beside me besides the sides you've picked your side You are not the person I expect to grow old with but you have changed your colors and I am not your colors This has simply worsened... The next time that you leave maybe I'll have loads of parties, maybe I'll sit quietly maybe you won't know |
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from Bob Mould - Bob Mould (1996)
You forsake me
No one walks away, not this time If you can't take this There's only one way out It's over and done, this whole thing Roll over and die tonight And if I couldn't hold you I'd end it all I wish I could have told you why In this world, I've got no other choice There is nothing left at all You don't notice, but that's all right you don't know what it's like Some days I can barely rise But you didn't realize I close my eyes for you |
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from Bob Mould - Bob Mould (1996)
Here's the town we live in
This is how the land lays out I bought a map So I could fing my way around / way around Taped the map on the wall Studied every avenue I Found my way around Tried to feel at home for once We worked out a system When one of us would leave A thumbtack stuck showing where we were going All the time time, you wore a hole The same place tacked over and over And I never go there, I never go there But through that hole, you see My faith in you boring deeper and deeper Finally through the wall Map began to rip apart I watched it fall to the floor I didn't bother moving my thumbtack any more |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
Well, the actual condition of my mind
Is elusive as the answers that I find I keep going through transition From doubt to indecision It's the actual condition of my mind Well, the actual condition of my soul Sometimes feels like being sucked into a hole And I've come to this position Regardless of religion It's the actual condition of my soul The actual condition of my heart Feels like two hands that are ripping it apart I keep losing definition But still I keep on wishin' It's the actual condition of my heart |
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Now, you look like you just got back from somewhere
Somewhere, yeah, you know that it's true Together we went nearly to nowhere Nowhere really worth going to Standing at the City Center In the middle of the winter I was waiting for you And you were due When I got back, you said you were leaving Leaving, you said right away And coming back for the sake of retrieving Things you'd forgotten on that day Still now my eyes are burning With the sight of your returning Everywhere I look, I'm finding you I remember you Familiar places that we turned into gardens Somewhere, yeah, you know that it's true I'm begging you now a thousand pardons For all of the wastelands we've been through I remember asking whether Or where we could be together You smiled at me, and you said "Soon" |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
I can walk the bed of nails
I'm not the only one But some, they cannot walk the jagged line Callous, concentrating For nails are sharp as lies I run the jagged line From years and years of practice I know just how to stand Alone with perfect balance, hand in hand Prepared with boards and hammers And several bags of nails I could build a wall to lean on Roof above my mind I can see you've got your own plans Please don't drive your nails into this heart of mine I can walk the bed of nails Grin and bear the pain But some, they cannot deal with all things Always sacrificing For lies are sharp as nails And all the pain it brings Sometimes I just pretend that all the lies are true And I know I might depend on you But if my concentration breaks I'm washed away with pain And then my feet begin to bleed upon my only bed of nails And I'm stuck here in the middle of a sea of lies Inside my bed of nails From years and years of practice I know just how to stand Alone with perfect balance, hand in hand Prepared with boards and hammers And several bags of nails I could build a wall to lean on Roof above my mind I can see you've got your own plans Please don't drive your nails into this heart of mine |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
She gave her little child a name
A ward of welfare she became And then one day she met a man Digging through the trash for cans Charity, chastity, prudence, and hope It was his aluminum That attracted her to him And quite a day there did unfold Turning garbage into gold Charity, chastity, prudence, and hope She took that money in a trunk And bought a bunch of worthless junk And now they're back where they began Digging through the trash for cans Charity, chastity, prudence, and hope |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
Barren lands and barren minds
In another place and time I feel I've never known myself Frozen in the sand again See the blank expressions waiting for progression They're standing still in place and time And no one's moving, they're only Standing still in ice cold ice cold ice All machines and all are one Catching up on what's been done Stealing glimpses from the past These impressions always last Never penetrating, always contemplating We sit and count the blessings but we're blessed by icons No one else could Trust in ice cold ice cold ice We'll stay together till the end Thinking you might be a friend We sit and pray together that they might change the weather My love for you will never die If I sound distant, that's because You shouldn't see me crying ice cold ice |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
I hear some news, I read the words
It's different every day I get my thoughts from a letter that's lost That someone threw away It says, "Don't give up, 'cause you can't give away" The thought's appreciated Now at the best, you've second guessed And never should you have waited (Never changes the things I feel inside Sit by a lake and cry Like a shingle on a roof in a windstorm Should I let loose and fly?) An overpass, and some corn in a field Fat birds on the line Dented guard rail, immaculate bumper Protecting your design A broken down shack with a pond in the back Laundry out to dry Some of them barren, some of them whole All of them have no time (Never changes the things I feel inside Sit by a lake and cry Like a shingle on a roof in a windstorm Should I let loose and fly?) Come along with me Come along, come along with me We'll go to places that we have never seen And if we're together, we'll have a happy time 'Cause I got no reservations |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
With her grandmother's face and her father's brown eyes
Her own force of will to her mother's surprise A whole look about her that says that she may She lifted her arms and she floated away She floated away, she floated away She lifted her arms and she floated away She don't give a damn what the other girls say She lifted her arms and she floated away "Let me talk to you Mother," she tried to confess "Go ahead, honey, and wear the white dress Don't let traditions go stand in your way" She lifted her arms and she floated away She floated away, she floated away She lifted her arms and she floated away She don't give a damn what the other girls say She lifted her arms and she floated away Well, a man has two reasons for things that he does The first one is pride and the second one is love All understandings must come by this way She lifted her arms and she floated away She floated away, she floated away She lifted her arms and she floated away She don't give a damn what the other girls say She lifted her arms and she floated away |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
Looking outside my window
And all I see is grey I'm watching the clouds roll by every day And we make a reservation You say you'll be on time I say, "I might be a little late" Well, I pull it together and brush my teeth And comb my hair I stop to think and I can see you there I think of the times you've waited Just for me to care I care about you Checking the clock inside The room we call our own I see that I'm late, I should be going Hop on a local transit Spending all my change And I can still hear the telephone I wanna go back, but I'm halfway to The place where we will meet And I'm half dead on my feet And once I get there, I see Everything's the same Here comes the rain You left me standing I should have guessed that you'd stand me up Why did I even go, now And I guess it goes to show The snow may well thaw out But it goes right down the drain You left me You left me You left me You left me You left me standing in the rain |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
I see the sun and I see the calendar
The days go floating by so slowly in a blur I read the numbers and I discard everyone I burn my fingers on the pages of the sun I'll tell you why tomorrow Moonlight pulling all the water to the beaches Soaking time into everything that it reaches Turn it upside down and count the spilling sand Seize the moment with a minute hand I'll tell you why tomorrow Men and animals are floating through the sky Every month or so a new one passes by Forming circles 'round the planets in the air Find a newspaper and it is printed there I'll tell you why tomorrow |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
Well, you get up every morning
And you see it's still the same All the floors and all the walls And all the rest remains Nothing changes fast enough The hurry-worry days It makes you want to give it up And drift into a haze Revelations seem to be another way To make the days go fast anyways We're all exchanging pleasantries No matter how we feel And no one knows the difference 'Cause it all seems so unreal You'd better grab ahold of something Simple, but it's true If you don't stop to smell the roses now They might end up on you Expectations only mean you really think you know What's coming next, and you don't Yearbooks with their autographs From friends you might have had These are your important years You'd better make them last Falling in and out of love just like... These are your important years, your life Once you've seen the light, you suddenly Realize it might end up all right It might end up all right now Yearbooks with their autographs From friends you might have had These are your important years You'd better make them last Falling in and out of love just like... These are your important years, your life |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
You never used to care for fancy new obsessions
You never used to have a reason to be bored Now you indulge yourself with new ways of possession Now you indulge yourself and your feelings are ignored And you're coloring your life with too much spice There was a time, there was a place, there was a reason There was a situation comfortable for you You've tasted everything in this here bag of season But now you're bored and you've run out of things to do And you're coloring your life with too much spice You don't see anything, your eyes are so revealing They're sharply focused on looking for a thrill You've turned so numb, you never notice any feeling Your thoughts are dead and you've still got some time to kill And you're coloring your life with too much spice |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
Several times I've tried
Everything to make you feel all right (Turn it around) Is anything working? Several times I've died inside And then I see you get uptight (Turn it around) We gotta get back Turn it around I've got time on my side And you've got time on your side Now it's only time to decide Which side you're on We've tried everything in sight To make it turn out all right Now is the only time Now is the only time Now it's time to try to turn it around Several times I've wished That everything would slip into a void (Turn it around) Does it even matter now? It's time to figure out The things we want, and things that we'll avoid (Turn it around) We gotta get back Turn it around I don't grab for straws anymore And you don't sink your claws anymore But the more I think The less I really know about myself We gotta turn it around Before it goes into the ground Now is the only time Now is the only time Now it's time to try to turn it around Several times tried to turn it around Several ways tried to turn it around There's several morals and there's several plays Several parts that anyone can try It's enough to make you cry I may not think that I'm right But I know the things I've got Are gonna turn out all right We gotta get back, turn it around I may not be anything And you might be the biggest thing But the biggest thing to me Is making this thing work for life We gotta turn it around Before it goes into the ground Now is the only time Now is the only time Now it's time to try to turn it around Several times tried to turn it around Several ways tried to turn it around Several times tried to turn it around Several ways tried to turn it around |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
Pass away the hours, hear the footsteps of the past
Walking up the stairs of time, knowing that I'm trapped Cold winds of indifference persuade a movement south Thinking that it's better there The warmer climes that we seek out Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere And how much misery can one soul take? Trying to fly away might have been your first mistake Poor bird flies up in the air Never getting anywhere Picking petals off a flower, loves me, loves me not Is love another way to count the things you haven't got? We wish the best to all our friends, young and old alike When the dust has settled in the sky, you can have anything you like Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere And how much misery can one soul take? Trying to fly away might have been your first mistake Poor bird flies up in the air Never getting anywhere Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere And how much misery can one soul take? Trying to fly away might have been your first mistake Poor bird flies up in the air Never getting anywhere |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
Panhandle, pedal faster
Playing card, listen, master Pointed gun, aim to please No one talking, no one sees Take a stand and collect Images and imageless Think in rhymes every time Someone was a friend of mine Visionary, in a cage, Londonderry Visionary, foggiest notion, visionary Visionary Strip away the silver and the gold Torn up stories in your cage Never time to be a sage So sublime Growing old before your time Visionary, in a cage, Londonderry Visionary, foggiest notion, visionary Visionary Strip away the silver and the gold |
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from Husker Du - Ware House/ Songs & Stories (1998)
You're looking for a chance to give your mind a rest
Now please correct me if I'm wrong The story goes that I'm terribly impressed I guess I've known it all along Walk, walk away, keep on walking away Figured it out that I'd been wasting all my time And time was eating at my soul Now I find comfort only somewhere in my mind Free to pursue another goal Walk, walk away, keep on walking away I can be fine, I can be free I can be beautiful without you torturing me Walk, walk away, keep on walking away Go You can live at home now You can live at home now |
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from Bob Mould - Black Sheets Of Rain (1999)
Checking in every morning
To the sound of steam and caffeine The sludge in the bottom of the cup Just like the sludge in the stream Slag heap keep growing higher Every morning the sky, it's on fire And it's only 9 AM again Is there an upside to every downside? Keep it inside, it's a downward slide of broken glass Keeps building in piles And I don't know I don't know if the sun ever smiles It's the black sheets of rain Following me again Everywhere I go Everywhere I've been Following me again I feel the toxins fill my blood stream as I'm walking through the parking lot Over and over and over and over and over and over The clouds hanging over Choking the life out of me The motto seems to be ""We work in order to be free"" It's the black sheets of rain Following me again Everywhere I go Everywhere I've been Following me again Over and over and over and over and over and over again Where were you in my hour of need (I never see the sun stop shining) The clouds roll over the sunlight (Someone stopped the sun from shining) And I stand here, ready to bleed (I never see the sun stop shining) A little rain is all we need (Someone stopped the sun from shining) Where will you be in my darkest hour of need? (I never see the sun stop shining) Where will you be in my darkest hour of need? (Someone stopped the sun) Here it comes again |
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from Bob Mould - Black Sheets Of Rain (1999)
Well I'm sorry you're disappointed
But times they change and so did I Standing still and getting nowhere quicker Well it seems I didn't have to try But now I've found a reason to move on And you won't miss me much now that I'm gone You don't seem disappointed The three years I went to college Didn't make much of a difference to me Made me feel so safe I didn't have to think About the things I really wanna be So don't get caught up in that trap They'll make you feel like you've been trapped Into owing them your gratitude And all the other platitudes That make you feel important when you go But now I've found a reason to move on And you won't miss me much now that I'm gone You don't seem disappointed 'Cause when you're gone, somebody else will come along and take your place It doesn't make me feel any less a member of the human race This ain't no race Well I'm sorry you're disappointed But I don't feel that way today I am free from all the crazy games you played I am free from all the things you say And I don't mean to make a mockery of the things you thought I'd say when I left, but I'm not disappointed And if I felt the urge to say you're wrong Well, I just hold the words inside and laugh And you'd be disappointed So disappointed So disappointed |
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from Bob Mould - Black Sheets Of Rain (1999)
Another exit on the freeway
Another bridge I cannot bear to cross alone And I've been on the mend I've been getting ready to change my name again And once I had a love so fair Once I had a reason to keep on Left a paragraph taped up on my door It said "Don't wait up 'cause I ain't comin' home" So I've been driving far and wide to find my call in life Been looking for a place where I belong I guess a little pain never killed anyone I guess I feel that way again I can't come clean, I cannot stay Got no reason to explain I've been here too long, I need a change And I hope you'll understand Stained glass window never gonna carry my name Been laid to rest in a field of sticks and stones And above my head all that's left are footsteps Of some kid too young too far away from home So don't send me invitations to your big parade Place of residence unknown In my eyes there is no compromise There is no calm before the storm These things happen all the time Should I throw myself from the hanging tree? Is there a place for those of us who don't belong? I haven't found it yet |
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from Bob Mould - Black Sheets Of Rain (1999)
I recall what it felt like years ago
And it's all I wanna know And if I don't seem to deal too well With being left alone It's only 'cause I want you for my own Can't you hear me calling you out? Can't you see me falling to the ground? To the ground Well I hope that you'll be happy If it's happiness you find But I can't seem to get you off my mind I wonder where you're going to And I wonder where you've been I wonder if we'll ever meet again Can't you hear me calling you out? Can't you see me falling to the ground? Oh, you'll never know how much i adored you Every time I look around and see how much I ignored you But I don't mind You keep taking up all my time Does it matter to you? Does it matter to me? Does it matter anymore? You win again You win again You win again The more you try to move away The tighter I hold on (Listen, can't you hear me calling?) But what will you hold onto when I'm gone? (Jesus, can't you see me falling?) But you've made other plans And I guess I understand (Listen, can't you hear me calling?) I ain't got much choice but to understand (Jesus, can't you see me falling?) Can't you hear me calling you out? Can't you see me falling to the ground? Can't you hear me calling you out? Can't you see me falling to the ground? You win again |
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from Bob Mould - Black Sheets Of Rain (1999)
In the forest all the trees are turning black
And sorry's the only way I know how to react I can feel it coming on I can tell it's coming on Another minor disagreement Another something else gone wrong Give me one good reason Yeah just give me one more chance And I might take it back The words, all the words we never say Well I don't wanna be the one to tell you life shouldn't be this way But I'm a fool, I've been known to play the fool But I'm not kidding anymore, I know I'm happy being here with you What's the use in trying if you'll never understand You could make me understand if you just Give me one good reason and I'll never ask again Give me one good reason just make sure I understand All I need is one good reason, nothing more or less Give me one good reason, one good reason, nothing less Nothing less Nothing less Nothing less than less than What's the use in trying if you'll never understand You could make me understand if you just Give me one good reason just make sure I understand All I need is one good reason, nothing more or less Give me one good reason, one good reason, nothing less All I need is one good reason |
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from Bob Mould - Black Sheets Of Rain (1999)
If you want me out of your life
Now all you gotta do is tell me I ain't got a life of my own And the one I got with you could kill me You've been taking some time, does it weigh on your mind? If you think you've got an answer tell me, I don't know But if you want me out of your life Now all you gotta do is tell me If you want me out of the way Now all you gotta say is something And do you think you'll tell me today? Well it seems I'm waiting here for nothing You still call me your friend, yeah I think you're pretending If you keep on ignoring me then I will go But if you want me out of your life Now all you gotta do is tell me When all this confusion goes, what else could there be But this feeling I knew that turned out to be true When I saw you walking out you turned your back on me If you want me out of your life Now all you gotta do is tell me I ain't got a life all alone And the one I had with you near killed me Now it's time to catch up on the ones I forgot It took losing you to find the things that I still got But if you want me out of your life Now all you gotta do is tell me Tell me Tell me now, and I will get out of your life |
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from Bob Mould - Black Sheets Of Rain (1999)
Stand guard over what is mine
Stand guard day and night to watch over me and mine I keep at a distance, it suits me just fine I need no assistance, I stand guard all the time I meant it as a threat It's a promise you can keep Don't want no interference Standing up in my sleep Stand guard over sea and land I watch what they've done to this earth, I don't need no master plan When all the consequences have far been outweighed by selfish reward I feel an obligation sometimes I'm not quite sure what it's toward There's got to be some reason that we all keep on living More often than not we leave this earth With at least two handfuls of misgiving I stand guard over what is rightfully mine I watch all this beauty disintegrating To stand guard is not enough Makes me feel like I'm waiting for something horrendous to happen but I stand guard over family and friends It's all that I can do to stand here and watch how this lifetime ends I've never felt as much as I feel for you now I'm not about to stand here and watch this whole world bring you down I see how it brings you down But I will stand guard for you I will stand guard over you |
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from Bob Mould - Black Sheets Of Rain (1999)
A moment sits suspended in time what I a time I had with you
Living in your fantasy world, well there ain't much of a view I rarely stepped outside of myself, always caught up in between Some place I thought was good for my health and the place I've always been So let me tell you now Oh, you better stop your crying 'Cause you're feeling so damn happy You try to make me feel like dying Oh, you better stop your crying 'Cause the tears that are running down your face They don't make me feel like dying I guess I never wanted to crash in the wave of your emotion I walked away from all of the trash looking for a perfect ocean But lately I've been finding myself fighting upward int he stream And who could tell that I'm living in hell? Lord, I must be dreaming Oh, you better stop your crying 'Cause I don't listen to you anymore even when you know you're lying Oh, I see the story on your face Stop your crying, 'cause you can't make me feel like dying So now the party's come to and end and to end a perfect time I send you love and all of the best, and all the rest is mine And I'd rather sit and talk to myself after all is said and done What happens next, hey no one can tell, and I ain't tellin' no one Oh, you better stop your crying 'Cause the tears that are running down your face They don't make me feel like dying Oh, you better stop your crying You ain't even trying, you better stop your crying |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
It's a one-horse town
One big desert Asphalt desert Asphalt jungle Beyond the threshold, beyond the threshold Change for the worse Change nonetheless Hey hey hey Got no place to stay Beyond the threshold I hear machines They burst at the seams But tar and feathers All stick together Beyond the threshold, beyond the threshold Greetings from here I wish you were here Hear what I say but You can't hear me at all Beyond the threshold... |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
I picked up my belongings
In a nylon carry-all I hear the porter call He said, "The sky's the limit On this chartered trip away," Guess I'd better stay Out there on the desert I see trees on every wall Nothing's ever solved He said, "The sky's the limit On this chartered trip away," Guess I'd better stay away I thought I owed myself a trip away I wanted to go to places I have never been away I looked at the pictures Imagine where they lay away On a beach, by the sea Where their clothes all lay away I picked up my belongings In a nylon carry-all I hear the porter call Horizon is oblivious, chartered trip away Guess I'd better stay Out there on the desert I see trees on every wall Nothing's ever solved Horizon is oblivious, chartered trip away Guess I'd better stay away I thought I owed myself a trip away I wanted to go to places I have never been away I looked at the pictures Imagine where they lay away On a beach, by the sea Where their clothes all lay away I picked up my belongings In a nylon carry-all I hear the porter call He said, "There's no returning From this chartered trip away,"... |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
Krsna walking down the street
Touching me with lotus feet Going to talk to Radharani Going to ask her for her money Hare Krsna |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
Questions like a candle that's burning at both ends
Never find an answer that fits in your plans Back and forth between the good and the bad it's indecision time You're so natural, you're so free So don't decide what's best for me Nothing in your life is ever going on course You wonder if living could be much worse Go to the left, go to the right Your mind is going to keep you up all night You twist in your sleep, grabbing the sheets, sweating to death Sucking on pollution like a rattle in your mouth You're a big fucking kid, you don't know what you're about Tell me about your fellow man You wipe their shit all over your hands |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
Can you feel it, feel it, feel it
In your soul Can you tell me Tell me if it's hot or cold Can you tell me what it is Does it hurt you when I do this Stop it, stop it, stop it You're pulling too hard Stop it You're going too far I love it, I hate it, I love it I hate it too I love it So how about you? Can you tell me 'cause I don't know Why don't you tell me why it is so Confusing! |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
There are things that I'd like to say
But I'm never talking to you again There's things that I'd like to phrase some way But I'm never talking to you again I'm never talking to you again I'm never talking to you I'm tired of wasting all my time Trying to talk to you I'd put you down where you belong But I'm never talking to you again I'd show you everywhere you're wrong But I'm never talking to you again |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
Been through mass destruction once, but once was not enough
Said we want a second chance, and all they say is tough A world where science went too far, there's no way to survive Why can't we get this thing straightened out, 'cause I want to stay alive They burned and bombed the east and north, and there's no place left to go The Sun Belt's overcrowded, so let's annex Mexico The peso's only worth a dime, but they've got all that land There's no need for a civil war - we know they'll understand, right? Is that how you like it? Factories left unattended, crumbling to the ground We tried to keep them running, but there's no more oil around We used it all to fight a war that neither side could win Well, Vietnam was Little League compared to where we've been Now we live in caves and huts, and we don't have pay TV And everyone is signing up for the newest industry Standard oil goes solar power, all try to make a buck I'll sit around, smoke cigarettes, and I'll babble, "What the fuck?" That's how I like it We'll sign up for the newest industry... |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
Going out each day to score
She was no whore but for me Celebrating every day The way she thought it should be And I don't know what to do Now that pink has turned to blue And I don't know what to do Now that pink has turned to blue She was always by my side And never tried to leave Standing up for me And like a tree for what she believed And I don't know what to do Now that pink has turned to blue And I don't know what to do Now that pink has turned to blue No more rope and too much dope She's lying on the bed Angels pacing Gently placing roses 'round her head |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
Why did you back me into a corner?
I didn't mean it, it was just an act My friend's outside, can't he come in? And everybody else Stupid pride Selfish pride Stupid pride Why does everybody have to be like that? "Out", just an act His parents love him They send him money But he won't come back No reaction, no response Forget him, just forget him |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
Something I learned today
Black and white is always grey Looking through the window pane I'm not inside your brain Something I learned today Yield to the right-of-way Stopping at a four-way sign Someone else's rules, not mine Something I learned today Never look straight in the sun's rays Letting all the sunshine in Can't remember where I've been |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
Searching for the truth but all I ever find is lies
Trying to find identity but I just find a disguise Looking at the nightmare when I try to see the dream Finding a reality as perfect as it seems Somewhere the dirt is washed down with the rain Somewhere there's happiness instead of pain Somewhere satisfaction has no name Somewhere I can be the same Looking down on everything it seems a total bore Missing all the people that I've never met before Trying to find an unknown something I consider best I don't know if I'll find it, but until then I'll be DEPRESSED ... |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
There was no one all around
There was no one there but me I was staring out a window I was standing by the sea The waves kept on repeating Each one crashing to the shore And my footprints nowhere leading As they disappeared once more Your senses are bombarded By the roaring that you hear In a shell you can hear the ocean When you put it up to your ear |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
You think you've made it to the top
Because people know your name It's still the same Your daydreams aren't forever Better get your shit together for a new game Back to your day job Back to your girlfriend Back to your hometown The biggest lie Passing harsher judgment But you brought it on yourself by being you Your trade your respect for no success You tried to be a hero But you end up nothing |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
Don't give up
Don't let go Don't give in Don't let on In your bed Late at night Red hot red Don't get up |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
If there's one thing that I can't explain
Is why the world has to have so much pain With all the ways of communicating We can't get in touch with who we're hating So turn on, turn on, turn on the news I hear it every day on the radio Somebody shoots a guy he don't even know Airplanes falling out of the sky A baby is born and another one dies Highways fill with refugees Doctors finding out about disease With all this uptight pushing and shoving That keeps us away from who we're loving So turn on, turn on, turn on the news |
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from Husker Du - Zen Arcade (2000)
He lives in his imagination with those friends of his very own
He doesn't get along with the outside world, he'd rather be alone Sometimes when it's late at night he starts to wonder why (The plans he made can never happen, so all he does is cry) His parents, they can't understand why their son, he turned out wrong He runs away from all the pain, and forgets them when he's gone He'd rather be all by himself, because his plans they seem the best He finally gets the nerve one day, and now life becomes a test Whatever you want, whatever you do, wherever you go, whatever you say Whatever you want, whatever you do, wherever you go, whatever you say Whatever you want, whatever you do, wherever you go, whatever you say Whatever you want, whatever you do, wherever you go, whatever you say Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, don't worry I'm not the son you wanted, but what could you expect? I've made my world of happiness to combat your neglect |
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from Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
Don't speak unless spoken to
And then you don't say much You think you're so self-righteous But your mind is out of touch You're afraid, you're afraid of being wrong Always be the passive one and go along You're afraid, you're afraid to speak your mind That's not for me, not for me, not for me Living in a crystal maze Fucked, you can't get out Never be the agitator Unless you know what it's all about |
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from Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
Got something to say
Like something to me Well just go ahead and spit it out It's all the same, you see What's that, it doesn't make sense Are you talking in tongues Or is your brain out of gear I can hear it rattle in your head I can see your lips move BLAH BLAH BLAH But all I hear is Got something to say Like something to me Well just go ahead and spit it out It's all the same, you see It's coming out better But it doesn't make sense Is that a head on your shoulders Or something you use for ornamentation |
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from Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
Brick on the head from the top of the ceiling
Urban sniper, urban killer Won't be finished until you're dead Urban sniper, urban killer Brick out the window, top of the head Brick on the head 'cause you're a fuckhead Brick at the window, top of my head You're a fuckhead |
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from Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
If I listened to the things that you said
Everything would fall apart If I did all the things that you do Everything could fall apart Let's not listen to the things that they say Everything can fall apart Let's think about our actions before we do them Everything will fall apart I got nothing to do You got nothing to say Everything is so fucked up I guess it's natural that way Everything falls apart If I did all the things that you do Everything could fall apart If I listened to the things that you told me Everything would fall apart Let's think about our actions before we do them Everything will fall apart If we do all the things as we say Everything can fall apart I got nothing to do You got nothing to say Everything is so fucked up I guess it's natural that way I got nothing to do You got nothing to say Everything is so fucked up I guess we like it that way If I listened to the things that You said everything |
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from Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
The gut From the gut
It hurts Hurts so much The same Quite the same You know Know too much It's yours Yours no more It's mine For the time That I'm Without you |
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from Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
It's only getting darker
It may be moving faster Well it won't stop spinning But how long will it remain? This repulsive world The crimes we all commit It's not your gravity It's not your gravity Gravity The tension keeps building The changes are rapid We're through competing Is it better to retreat? This repulsive world The crimes we all comit It's not your gravity It's not my gravity Gravity |
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from Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
Government authorize education
[Don't mean a thing] They'll teach you what they want you to think [Don't mean a thing] Saturation of stars and stripes [Don't mean a thing] The only freedom worth fighting for is for what you think Why bother spending time Reading up on things Everybody's an authority In a free land |
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from Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
Time for a lottery, they got your number
Blood for fuel, and limbs for lumber They just wanted more machines For their modern war machine M.I.C. Am I seeing it right? M.I.C. Must be time to fight M.I.C. The war machine is growing M.I.C. I'm not fucking going |
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from Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
Tell us we're obnoxious
You can't sell our product Who asked you to? Say we play too fast The music's not gonna last Well, I think you're wrong You don't like the way we look Obnoxious You don't like the way we talk Obnoxious You can all go get fucked Obnoxious |
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