Metallica – Ronnie scritto da admin 20 Gennaio 2016 Story starts, 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 “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 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 today All things wash away And they all fall down But blood stained the sun today