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
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
I always said, somethin' wrong With little strange Ronnie Long Never laughed, never smiled Talked alone, for miles and miles and miles
Gallow 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
He said "lost my way" This bloody day Lost my way Yeah, 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
Yeah, we'll 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
He said "lost my way" This bloody day Lost my way Yeah, I heard him, he screamed "lost my way" This bloody day Lost my way All things wash away But blood stained the sun red today