Hardly Getting Over It

[Verse 1: Bob Mould] 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 I asked him what the problem was, he says, "Here is your disguise" [Chorus: Bob Mould] 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, by [Verse 2: Bob Mould] 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 [Chorus: Bob Mould] Now he's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by He's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by, by [Verse 3: Bob Mould] Grandma, she got sick, she is going to die And Grandpa had a seizure, moved into a hotel cell, died away My parents, they just wonder when they both are going to die And what do I do when they die? [Chorus: Bob Mould] Now I'm hardly getting over it Hardly getting used to getting by Hardly getting over it Hardly getting used to getting by, by [Synthesizer Solo] [Outro: Bob Mould] Well, I'm hardly getting over it Hardly getting by Hardly getting over it Hardly getting by Hardly getting over it Hardly getting by I cannot, hardly getting over it, ha I can't hardly get by, by, goodbye