Glenwood Ave. Songtext
von Algernon Cadwallader

Southern Illinois Street
Canopied sycamore trees
Wears it′s age on it's sleeve
Neighborhood kids duck next to
Front porches and crack eggs
Orange juice and sugar
Mixed with sticks on a bed of 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
Crushed up and
Grounded with a little bit of

And I pack the bags, heading for the corner
Past the kids and the porches
That's where I lost my buddy
He packed his bags, my buddy

I get crushed up
Crushed up
We were crushed
Crushed up