Hüsker Dü Album

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 resumé

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

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

Can't tell you what's coming next, I don't know for sure
It could be good, and it could be bad, I don't know for sure
I guess that I'll continue on from day to day
The only way to answer that, to answer that would be to be that way

I wanted this, and I wanted that, I don't know for sure
And don't ask because I don't know, I don't know for sure
I never get confused 'cause I don't really know
So I'm happy and so what, so what means that I don't know

It's too simple to explain, I don't know for sure
And words are never proper words, I don't know for sure
What is simple, what is hard is harder to discern
These feelings that are feeling like the feelings that we learn

I can't tell you what's coming next, I don't know for sure
It could be good, and it could be bad, I don't know for sure
I never get confused 'cause I don't really know
So I'm happy and so what, so what means that I don't know

I can't tell you what's coming next 'cause I don't know for sure
I can't tell you what's coming next 'cause I don't know for sure

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

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

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

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

Walking towards the boulevard
She's studied it all before
She buys herself a seat
And sits on the floor

She's taking in a picture show
She doesn't know where to go
Is it a film, or is it real?

She went into the movie
She's been there ever since
She walked out to the lobby
For a box of Junior Mints

She never looks beyond the mirror
Or the image that appears
Well, I just watch the world go by
And try to get her attention

Scream at her
And I yell and scream at her
And I scream, ice cream, I scream
I scream "Merry Eiffel Tower High!"

And I scream "Merry Eiffel Tower High!"
And I scream "Merry Eiffel Tower High!"
And I scream "Merry Eiffel Tower High!"
And I scream "Merry Eiffel Tower High!"

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

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