[Intro] (Ring-a-round the rosie, / A pocket full of posies, / Ashes, ashes, / We all fall down".) Okay [Verse 1] Knock knock knock, this is the big bad wolf Lyric Fucking Gillenwaters now you know this is not gonna be old Since when did I ask for people, in the yards Drinking coke, father smoking, maybe I’ll join the bards The smokers while being around kids, maybe get a drink and some cards, I get queen, and Julian gets Bonnard’s, You call me family friendly, well that fell to the ground Right down now, fourth five south with this sound. Don’t try to fucking play, cause today is the day we sing our sound Too ashes to ashes, we all fall down. [Chorus] (Ring-a-round the rosie, / A pocket full of posies, / Ashes, ashes, / We all fall down".) (Ring-a-round the rosie, / A pocket full of posies, / Ashes, ashes, / We all fall down".) Ring around the fucking Rosie They try to pocket a gun to the posies Ashes to ashes, they all fall down Straight into hell and too the ground [Verse 2] Okay Does the big bad wolf really need to bite When tonight, your automotive in the fight But if the darkness needs to really be brought to light It will be tonight, as this fight really is tight [Chorus] Ring-a-round the rosie, / A pocket full of posies, / Ashes, ashes, / We all fall down".) (Ring-a-round the rosie, / A pocket full of posies, / Ashes, ashes, / We all fall down".) Ring around the fucking Rosie They try to pocket a gun to the posies Ashes to ashes, they all fall down Straight into hell and too the ground
