One, two, three, four

I saw an old man on the street
He was in a dumpster looking for something to eat
He moved so slow, like a dying dream
Like a machinist who got caught in the machine
I saw this lady and she was crying
She said it's hard when someone you love is dying
I saw this kid who's about five years old
He was in the park all alone, he was cold

There's somethine coming around
As wicked as it may seem
As wicked as anything may be
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 is keeping score?"
I saw this other little girl on the phone
Her mother's comforting her from far far from home
The little girl's very hesitant
Her best friend lie dead on the pavement

There's something coming around
As wicked as it may seem
As wicked as anything could be
As wicked as it may seem
As wicked as anything could be
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah yeah

I always end up back on the hill
Looking down at the landfill
I always go there when I can
My friend Marty said "Tim, you're a lucky man"

There's something coming around
As wicked as it may seem
As wicked as anything could be
As wicked as it may seem
As wicked as anything could be