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