Stories taught, quiet town, small time for big time crowd
Never talks, never plays, different path lost his way
The streets are red, red I’m afraid
There’s no confetti, no parade
Nothing happens in this boring place
But oh my god how it all dismays
And 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 stains the sun red today
I always said something wrong
Little strange all day long
Never laugh, never smile
Talked alone for miles and miles and miles
Yellow comes, sun I say
Keep your smile and laugh all day
He falls again in this foreign place
For little boys how they do chase
And 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 stains the sun red today
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»
I 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»
I heard it, he screamed: «Lost my way this bloody day, lost my way»
Oh please wash away but blood stains the sun red today
All things wash away
They all fall down but blood stains the sun today
All things wash away
They all fall down but blood stains the sun today