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[Verse 1:]
Story starts – quiet town,
Small town boy, big time frown,
Never talks, never plays,
Different path, lost his way.
Dead streets are red, red, I'm afraid,
No confetti, no parade,
Nothing happens in this boring place,
But, oh my god, how that all did change,
Now they all pray
Blood stains wash away.
[Chorus:]
He said, ‘Lost my way
This bloody day,
Lost my way.'
I heard him, he said, ‘Lost my way
This bloody day,
Lost my way.'
All things wash away
But blood stained the sun red today.
[Verse 2:]
I always said, ‘Something wrong
With little strange Ronnie Long,
Never laughed, never smiled,
Talked alone, for miles and miles and miles.'
Gallows calls, son, I say,
‘Keep your smile, and laugh all day,
Think once again, in this boring place
For little boys, how they soon change,
Now they all pray
Blood stains wash away.'
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Yeah, 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 children called him
Ronnie Frown,
When he pulled that gun from his pocket,
And they'd all fall down, down, down.
[Chorus]
Story starts – quiet town,
Small town boy, big time frown,
Never talks, never plays,
Different path, lost his way.
Dead streets are red, red, I'm afraid,
No confetti, no parade,
Nothing happens in this boring place,
But, oh my god, how that all did change,
Now they all pray
Blood stains wash away.
[Chorus:]
He said, ‘Lost my way
This bloody day,
Lost my way.'
I heard him, he said, ‘Lost my way
This bloody day,
Lost my way.'
All things wash away
But blood stained the sun red today.
[Verse 2:]
I always said, ‘Something wrong
With little strange Ronnie Long,
Never laughed, never smiled,
Talked alone, for miles and miles and miles.'
Gallows calls, son, I say,
‘Keep your smile, and laugh all day,
Think once again, in this boring place
For little boys, how they soon change,
Now they all pray
Blood stains wash away.'
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Yeah, 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 children called him
Ronnie Frown,
When he pulled that gun from his pocket,
And they'd all fall down, down, down.
[Chorus]
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