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 saw this 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