Going down fast
Crazy Glen said
Buildings exploded
Went to his head
Called from a payphone
On the corner downstairs
Can't breathe anymore
Wakes up and stares

Walking wounded / Waiting to rise
Everybody's / On opposite sides
A city is trying / not to go mad
but crazy old Glen / is going down fast
Glen's going down / Glen's going down

Walked sixty blocks
With a beer in his hand
The 1/9 was crowded
With no room to stand
He's thinking of moving
Somewhere far away
Says he'll get on a bus
And roll slowly away

The way we ended
Just split him apart
Nights went haywire
After hours in bars
Holding my breath
behind closed doors
Glen runs the streets
Can't cry anymore