Текст песни Glennwood Ave.

Southern illinois street. Canopied sycamore trees, Wears its age on its sleeve Neighborhood kids duck Next to front porches and crack eggs. Orange juice and sugar mixed with sticks On a bed of dead leaves and dirt. Making secrets and having feelings before feelings hurt. We're in the backyard. The temperature has plummeted. We were crushed up and grounded with a little bit of sugar.