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