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