Cherry-flavoured funk

Song of the day;;

→ Metallica - Ronnie

Story stars, quiet town

Small town boy, big time frown

Never talks, never plays

Different path, lost his way

Then streets of red, red, I'm afraid

There's no confetti, no parade

Nothing happens in this boring place

But, oh my god, how it all did change

Now they all pray

Blood stain, wash away

He said

Lost my way

This bloody day

Lost my way

I heard it

He said

Lost my way

This bloody day

Lost my way

Oh, please wash away

But blood stained the sun red today

I always said something's wrong

With little strange Ronnie Long

Never laughed, never smiled

Talked alone for miles and miles and miles

Gallows call, son, I say

Keep your smile and laugh all day

Think once again in this boring place

For little boys, how they soon change

And they all pray

Blood stain, wash away

He said

I lost my way

This bloody day

Lost my way

I heard it

He said

I lost my way

This bloody day

 I lost my way

Oh, please wash away

But blood stained the sun red today

Well, all the green things died when Ronnie moved to this place

He said, don't you dare ask why I'm cursed to wear this face

Now we all know why the children called him Ronnie Frown

When he pulled that gun from his pocket, they all fall down, down, down

He said

Lost my way

This bloody day

Lost my way

Yeah, yeah

I heard it

He screamed

Lost my way

This bloody day

Lost my way

Oh, please wash away

But blood stained the sun red today

All things wash away

And they all fall down

But blood stained the sun red today

All things wash away

And they all fall down

But blood stained the sun red today