I saw an old man on the street 
he was in a dumpster lookin' for somethin' to eat 
he moved so slow like a dyin' dream 
like a machinist who got caught in the machine  
 
I saw this lady and she was cryin' 
she said it's hard when someone you love is dyin' 
I saw this kid who was about 5 years old 
he was in the park all alone he was cold  
 
there's something coming around 
as wicked as it may seem 
as wicked as anything could be  
 
I know this girl she's barely alive 
she's all haggard she's only twenty-five 
she said she never had a friend before 
I said "hey girl I'll be your friend but who's keepin' score" 
I sawthis other little girl on the phone 
her mother comforts her from far from home 
the little girl was very hesitant 
her best friend lie dead on the pavement 
 
I always end up back on the hill 
lookin' down at the landfill 
I always go there when I can 
my friend Marty said Tim you're a lucky man