Fiddler Green
And the light was dancin’ And the spirit screamin’ The goo carryed on hackin’ The mind of Fiddler green Geen green greeny When will you stop playin’ witty? While the guys outta here just know what you fear Green green greeny When they’ll rip open your body Will you still be tellin’ pranks Watcha sayin’ ol’ tank? I guess my ol’ fella Y’know the answer dun ya? It’s clear as the crystal I’m done my dear ol’ pal. But they can’t take the greeny They just can’t take his soul, ‘cuz they’re nothing but fools and i’mma far to witty. You say that my friend but when the green took your head You were nothing but a corpse Not witty anymore.
I’ve been lookin’ for ya greeny my ol’ fella from here to Fillydelphia There’s nothing about ya Now i’m in Manehattan Lookin for the ol’ man And you were in that block You were drugged as f*ck Your horn was drippin’ green I could just watch you dyin’ ! Green in the eyes... And the eyes in the green. -For Solar Laugh-
-Solar Laugh is an OC of Bro-nieread-