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Lyricist: Rancid
Lyrics:
One, two, three, four
I saw an old man on the street He's 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 five years old He's in the park all alone, he's cold
There's somethin' comin' 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
I know this girl, she's barely alive She's all haggard and she's only twenty-five She said she's never had a friend before I said, 'Hey girl, I'll be your friend, but who is keepin' score?' I saw this other little girl on the phone Her mother comforts her far, far from home The little girl's very hesitant Her best friend lyin' dead on the pavement
There's somethin' comin' 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
Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na Yeah
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'
There's somethin' comin' 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
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