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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 - 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 - Workbook (2003)
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 - District Line (2008)
You plead with yourself / but he's leading you on
It's the same thing every time / every time I am determined not to fall into that trap again It's the things I need for myself / and not a way to validate Or partner up with some great statue That never moves or goes on dates And chasing the one who's running away While being chased by the one you don't want It's the race to be whole / and it's always unfair It'll break your heart for a while / break your heart for a while The passion hoping wanting / is what drove you to be What you are today / what you are today The shape shifting, weightlifting Hope the presentation will catch his eye And it did, and then he saw the string He grabbed it and leads you on your leash You offered it up / so don't blame anyone but yourself And just the moment you think / just at the moment you think You're closing the deal / he walks to the other side of the world And closes the door in your face You never give me the things I need / and yet I stay here, I remain Hoping you will see the things I need / But I've come to learn You don't even see me / I am invisible to You don't even see me / I am invisible Who needs to dream? I don't want to dream about the future I only hope that I can make it to tomorrow |
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from Bob Mould - Workbook (2003)
Jackrabbit done run cross that road
Goin' to motel in the sky That rabbit done, story been told Why that jackrabbit done go die? Old turtle go next cross that road He crawlin' as low as he can That turtle done talk to that toad Turtle don't cross here again And everybody goes whichever way the wind blows Young chicken done cross near that road He listen to traffic go by That chicken done, story been told To get to the other side I warn ya, don't go near that road I know that road, it's a bitch I walk right next to that road All hanging out in the ditch If ever you travel that road You better keep over your side And keepin' your hands on the wheel That road be a long road to ride |
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from Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
On a date with Sharon Tate
I'm gonna pick her up in my new crate Well we go to the movies, we go to the drag The highway patrol puts us both in a bag Wheels, wheels Statue of Mary sitting on my dash Mother, please protect me Help me avoid the crash I've got a really big engine And it goes vroom, vroom Could be a cradle, could be a tomb |
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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 - The Living End-Live (2008)
I was talking
When I should have been listening I didn't hear a word that anyone said It must not have been so very important 'Cause I was concerned about instead What's going on What's going on What's going on inside my head |
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from Bob Mould - District Line (2008)
as performed by Bob Mould
as interpreted by Matthew Savoie Is it a crime, to want to show your soul We've wasted our time, another black hole This guide is not even lost, not even sure Now find the disease or the cure Has life lost all its glory and wonder Sad tales are told again and again Sleep toss and turn my old bed What a tale, again and again Now all the stories of the world could fit in a building In a building high and wide Well it's filed under headdings That no one's quite sure of But Lord knows that everyone tried When the pen meets the paper When the mind, it begins to stray How a sould can lose its will to explain Oh explain, again and again Day after day, day after day, day after day. Oh-- oh-- no no no... We all cry once in a while It doesn't fit well with your smile But then are those tears, are they for real Again and again it's how you feel If I was losing life, when picked from the ground A nice arrangement for the occation But when flowers when moved from place to place Lose all meaning, dislocation, dislocation Mmmmmm oh ah--- no now... When a sleepless night A flame attempts to spark us all We might burn, candle light A waste of time, another dead soul If these walls around my soul could talk The words would lose importance Within these walls I hold So hear these words We all want to leave a mark somewhere With those of us who feign to care If all fortune its times we find a way To build up these walls in time, to build up these walls in time. Is it a crime? |
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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 Bob Mould - District Line (2008)
If you want it to be, you've got to stand here by me
But if you wanted to leave, go on and make yourself free If you want me to plead, you see me down on my knees You can do as you like, but do you know where it leads? When I wake from my sleep, outside my window I see A little robin that sings a little sonnet for me And every morning, I feel just like that bird in that tree I'd build a nest out of weeds, but would you share it with me? This is very temporary, but I can't do without having you around If it's very temporary, tell me now Just to please you I'd blow my brains out, this is it Cut my heart out with a razor now You're the one in my dreams, how can I make you believe It's all that I want, it's all that I want Now I'm lonely, it's the yearning You infiltrate my thoughts and places in my home This is very temporary, I know that's all you want, I know I know You're the reason I keep breathing and I'll give up the fight if you go Cut my heart out with a razor now |
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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 - 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 - 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)
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 - 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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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, 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 - 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 Bob Mould - District Line (2008)
There were trails of fallen trees
Deciduous and weeding marsh The lowland birds and crickets roared The final sound of fall Along the banks of the river We approached the footbridge Entering the wilderness Following my footstep The silence between us is the time When I can't hear the thoughts That's on your mind, yeah Beyond the panic and worried that Seems to consume most every thought There lies a calm and steady hand That someday you might see Perhaps it isn't what you wanted Or even what you're looking for But once you see the symmetry Once you see the you and me The silence between us is the time When I can't hear the thoughts That's on your mind, yeah Winter lovers, we're so nervous The words will disappear What thoughts are on your mind, yeah You park the car outside the Holiday Inn We cross the highway single-file And you were walking in a hurry And there was me without water with a smile Yeah! The silence between us is the time When I can't hear the thoughts That's on your mind, yeah Winter lovers, we're so nervous The words will disappear What thoughts are on your mind, yeah On your mind, yeah On your mind, yeah On your mind, yeah |
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from Bob Mould - Modulate (2002)
The world, it owes you nothing / You're such a mark for yourself
No wonder no one pays attention to you now Don't talk about me to your friends / And you've become embarrasing So was it worse back then, or is it worse right now? Some deadbeat dad who lives at home / And I don't like your favorite song So please don't call me anymore / I don't wanna know you The clock has stopped at 4:08 / And I stand, still so far away The basement window sheds no sunlight on your fate I took the high road for you too long / And I still hate your favorite song So let there be no doubt what this one's all about |
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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 - The Living End-Live (2008)
Well, I see you walking down the road
And the thoughts within my mind explode But having to hold back taught me a lot about control And letting all loose at once when it was time to let you know You occupied my space and you occupied your mind By jumping off the roof to the first conclusion you can find Now all the silver you can steal Can't buy a piece of what I feel It's sad, but the means, they just don't justify the ends To be forever haunted by the ghosts of all your friends Painful, yeah, that's the way you've chosen it to be C'mon, babe, can't you think of anyone besides me? These are the terms! Now don't think you're the only who has harboured a self-hate I'm just as guilty of selling what my own sweet soul creates And don't feel bad the next time my memory comes creepin' You've got your own bed now, I suggest that's the one you sleep in |
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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 - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
You've seen it all before
You think it's passe But you listen to the same fucking records Every single day You don't like the people who caught on late If they're having fun, Don't participate, be lethargic You're a hypocrite, you're the target |
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from Husker Du - The Living End-Live (2008)
You've seen it all before
You think it's passe But you listen to the same fucking records Every single day You don't like the people who caught on late If they're having fun, Don't participate, be lethargic You're a hypocrite, you're the target |
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from Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
Sunshine Superman
Sunshine came softly through my window today I could have tripped out easy but I've changed my ways. It'll take time I know it, but in a while... You're gonna be mine and I know it, we'll do it in style. Cause I've made my mind up you're going to be mine I'll tell you right now... Any trick in the book, oh baby, that I can find. Everybody's hustling just to have a little scene. When I say we'll be cool, well, I think that, you know what I mean. We stood on a beach at sunset, do you remember when... I know a beach where baby, it never ends. When you've made your mind up forever to be mine. I'll pick up your hand and slowly, blow your little mind. Cause I've made my mind up you're going to be mine I'll tell you right now... Any trick in the book, oh baby, that I can find Superman or Green Lantern ain't got, nothin' on me. I can make like a turtle and dive for pearls in the sea You can just sit there thinkin', on your velvet throne About all the rainbows you can have for your own. When you've made your mind up forever to be mine. I'll tell you right now... I'll pick up your hand and slowly, blow your little mind. When you've made your mind up forever to be mine. I'll pick up your hand and slowly, blow your little mind. I'll tell you right now... |
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from Bob Mould - Modulate (2002)
Mystified, fire red sky / Sundown fog lifts up and down
Feel my head get trapped inside a tangle of wires Fighting with the undertow / Smelling salts and ocean sand Crack the sunset safety glass another day / I could never trouble you to stay Crack the sunset safety glass another day / Yellow ball is fading away Come down from the second floor / My familiar memory Devil jumping from the ledge consume my soul Faster round the roller rink / Smell of meat and suicide Guides me nearer to dementia |
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from Bob Mould - Modulate (2002)
Mystified, fire red sky / Sundown fog lifts up and down
Feel my head get trapped inside a tangle of wires Fighting with the undertow / Smelling salts and ocean sand Crack the sunset safety glass another day / I could never trouble you to stay Crack the sunset safety glass another day / Yellow ball is fading away Come down from the second floor / My familiar memory Devil jumping from the ledge consume my soul Faster round the roller rink / Smell of meat and suicide Guides me nearer to dementia |
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from Bob Mould - District Line (2008)
Please listen to me / and don't disagree
Even as we fight / it doesn't matter to me Here alone in this place / here alone in my bed I feel your warmth on my face / and these thoughts in my head Everything I say to you feels stupid now Feelings that i shared with you are over now Haven't I been enough of a fool for you? Everything I say to you feels stupid now |
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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 - 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 - 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 - The Living End-Live (2008)
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 - 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 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 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 - 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)
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 - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
You're like a relic, you're like a ghost
Can't see a thing 'cause your eyes are closed Dirt cheap love is a thing of the past I feel hate 'cause I move fast You think the whole world is incense, peace and love You can't escape the signals from above |
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from Bob Mould - District Line (2008)
Shelter me from everything you do
Shelter me I cant see the truth Keep me from this pain I see Keep me from the pain you deal Keep me from reality Keep me in suspended disbelief I can't see the truth from you I can't see reality I can't see the truth from you reality Shelter me from everything you do Shelter me suspended disbelief Shelter me shelter me from yoou Shelter me sheltered from the truth Shelter me keep me from the truth Shelter me suspended disbelief A little less affection every day As it resonates, reverberates, and trails away The slow romantic decay As is resonates, reverberates, and trails away |
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from Husker Du - The Living End-Live (2008)
Well the kids are all hopped up and ready to go
They're ready to go now They got their surfboards And they're going to the Discotheque Du Go Go But Sheena just couldn't stay She had to break away Well New York City really has it all Oh ya, oh ya. Sheena is a punk rocker Sheena is a punk rocker Sheena is a punk rocker now. She's a punk punk, a punk rocker Punk punk, a punk rocker Punk punk, a punk rocker. |
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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 - The Living End-Live (2008)
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 Bob Mould - Modulate (2002)
Forever fidelity / I know you're tired, so I'll let you sleep
We'll share our secret world with no one What you feel when you're with me / Do you worry you're in love with me? We'll undercover things our own way That stupid lamebrain / What a little pecker, 1-2-3 Won't talk, I know they don't believe me Bus stop, glory hole, latrine / Ollie ollie infree social scene The novocaine fades away There's a rumor in the base exchange / Divorcing from a daisy chain She wouldn't know about loyalty So do whatever it takes / I can wait a few more days To get away from this insanity This stupid lamebrain / It's a total fucking travesty Listen, I don't care if you believe me Don't stop, and don't hesitate / And you can do anything until The novocaine wears off of me Ripe fruit falls from the tree / Charged seed spread soylent green It's something going somewhere Some pure adrenaline / Might bring me back again Back to you, stay beside me, in dreams |
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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)
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 - 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 - District Line (2008)
True blue star: would you stay in my heart?
Or will you fool me once again? Time to remember and forget the love you gave, the deep regret. And in the end, return to dust; and in the end, return we must The verse, the bridge, the one refrain; the turn, the happiness, the pain. When I am stripped of everything, I have the plainsong left to sing. What do you want to be? Will you grow up like me? What do I have to defend? Where will I go in the end? Growing old, it's hard to be the angry young man. Turn away. Turn and walk away. Beyond profane and holy word, a thought profound, but never heard. With all compassion in your eyes, you cast me downward from the sky. Feeling the earth moving under my feet, all that was firm is collapsing. Eyes going blind, all is silent. Peace. |
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from Bob Mould - Modulate (2002)
As the meteor flies / Ice forming in outer space
In this constellation nation / Puts a smile upon your face You leave a vapor trail / I can find you inside the cloud On my hands and knees / Beg and crawl around Think about all the good times baby / Think about all the times we had Think about what you mean to me and / Think about the days you were bad So now you walk away / Take your keys and head to the door Wet pavement and sidewalks / You walk the runway You are the brightest star / You are quasar |
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from Husker Du - Everything Falls Apart And More (2002)
Take a look around this bar
Take a look around this place Take a look around this hall Think it's a fucking gym? Kick and punch and kick and punch and kick and punch and kick and punch Who's your friend? Who's your friend? Who's your friend? Who's your friend? Your enemy. Take a look around this bar Take a look around this place Take a look right in the mirror What are you, a fucking queer? Kick and punch and kick and punch and kick and punch and kick and punch Who's your friend? Where's your friend? He's over there, he's gonna fuck it up For everybody. Kick and punch and kick and punch and kick and punch and kick and punch Who's your friend? Who's your friend? Where's your friend? I guess he'd rather be punch drunk. |
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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 - The Living End-Live (2008)
What's this humming in my head
Was it something that someone said It's connecting us with them Electric wires turned on again It aggravates, and it pacifies Hear the power in the lines Strung high on every pole How can this power be bought and sold? Trying to harness solar rays Making minutes seem like days It captivates, and it hypnotize Hear the power in the lines Powerline |
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from Bob Mould - Workbook (2003)
Poison thoughts in my mind
Got to free myself from this bind I know I'm a reasoning guy In an act like Jesus Christ Stare into the sun You don't see eye to eye with anyone I throw it all away (Don't talk to me no more) The more I think, the less I've got to say (I don't remember you no more) About these poison years: it's just a memory And every time you knock me down It's all that I can do to get up off the ground Pull myself apart again At the end of this rope Rope at the end of the line I see you swing by your neck on a vine Treason is the reason for my poison years Leaves are changing seasons of my poison years Poison years in my mind Got to free myself from this bind I know I'm a reasoning guy Every time you knock me down It's all that I can do to get up To get up off the ground |
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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 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 - 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)
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 - District Line (2008)
We lock the gaze tightly upon each other
No others come near, no others come between As you remain beside me muted and studying In beauty and radiant heat I will write the words I want to hear you say On a page torn from my diary I hand you the sacred text and wait for you to place it Across the hole in my heart smoothing the edges from the center Affixing it in place with sugar water and saliva I want you to read these words to me every day This is where the thought resides Stuck upon my heart on the outside I am speechless in your beauty, you are flawless in my eyes As your eyes show my reflection I try to ignore the decay and listen harder to the tone The pitch of your broad chest as it exhales into mine Old highs, new lows. Ain't that how life goes. |
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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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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 - 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 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 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)
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 Bob Mould - District Line (2008)
I say to you / secrets that I hold so dear
I'm putting all my emotions on display What i say to you / maybe it's that time of year Would you like to see my miniature parade? What I say to you / I thought about those broken hearted Crazy years and I hope that they're gone What I say to you will always stay between your loving arms and mine Why'd you have to tear me up? Didn't I seem sad enough? I can play the clown for you / is that what I'm supposed to do? Sun is falling down like rain, the clouse are mixed with velvet pain Minature parade I bring to you Try to see the reason i get mixed up when I open up my Hopes and fears and wants and needs to you |
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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 - 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 Bob Mould - Modulate (2002)
You think you know the animal until you strike a certain nerve
A latent homosex become so violent when provoked and now obscured Beyond the rage you feel / There's some appeal in this And objects in the mirror may be much closer than they might appear Someone as beautiful as you would never look at me / Lost zoloft, lost zoloft No one as beautiful as you could ever look at me / Lost zoloft, lost zoloft One Miss America could never service you (Chelsea queen with tambourine) Confined until conformity achieved humiliation (6%, a tight machine) You punch my face again / I'll have to call the State Police I need my fingers fro my work / Brush the dirt stains off your knees |
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from Bob Mould - Workbook (2003)
Well, the silence in this house
It echoes in this house I pull myself together, say "Today I will get out" The world, it changed without me You should hear what I've been told The streets I see are blasphemy Lined with paper cups and gold And in some dream, I think That every word I dare to speak Someone's always leaning over me Lean all over me A giant vision in the distance Chase that rainbow down I hear a pound, pound, pounding in my chest I hear a knock, a knocking sound It's the slivers flowing through my veins It's a sign that I'm alive You're lucky, oh my friend, so lucky You're lucky just to be alive As words go turning by I wish they'd all come clear In this room Another lonely afternoon I can count the lonely days I get by, as they go by Standing in the stairway by this room By this room (They've held me down for long enough; Like a flower, I need to grow) The frail and tender heart Been shipwrecked with a fool Feeling so abused, well, sometimes Life can be so cruel And the ones who make decisions for you Well, they better understand But you don't know what made me think of that Lonely afternoon |
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from Husker Du - The Living End-Live (2008)
Only angels have wings, girl
And poets have all the words The earth belongs to the two of us And the sky belongs to the birds You've given me so much happiness That I'll wrap up and give you this song You gotta grab it with both hands You gotta keep hanging on... The cat walks to the window And I hear the key turn in the door Know one knows and anything goes And everything falls on the floor The apartment starts shaking And the roof opens up to the sun The crows flying in parallel lines And golly, isn't this great fun? Laying in each other's arms We're sleepy, begin to nod And we start to dream of grandiose things Oh god, oh god, oh god You gotta keep hanging on |
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from Bob Mould - Poison Years (1994)
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 Husker Du - The Living End-Live (2008)
You can do what you want to do
You can say what you want to say You can think what you think you want It doesn't matter anyway It's not funny anymore Play what you want to play Hear what you want to hear Don't worry about the result Or the effect it has on your career Act like you want to act Be what you want to be Find out who you really are And don't pay any attention to me |
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