Itsy Bitsy by Jason's Friends

Written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Trading~  (Verse 1 – whispered, almost lullaby-soft over minimal pulse) Little white widow from the southern line Slipped past the gates in a parcel so fine Laced in the pills that your doctor once swore Now the corner boys sell it right outside your door One bump, one swallow, one beautiful lie And the American dream just learned how to die (Chorus – the twisted nursery rhyme, slow and massive, every word echoing like a tombstone) The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout Down came the fentanyl and washed the user out Out came the sun but the light was black and cold And the itsy bitsy spider crawled into another soul (Verse 2 – beat creeps heavier, distorted synth stabs) Mommy in Ohio found her baby blue Daddy in the Rust Belt never made it through Kids at the rave chasing that perfect high Didn’t know the spider was already inside Street by street, city by city, the web is spun tight One more statistic swallowed by the night (Pre-Chorus – everything drops to a single pulsing drone) Hush little baby, don’t you make a sound The man on the TV says it’s not coming down… (Chorus – louder, gang vocals like a cult chant) The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout Down came the fentanyl and washed the user out Out came the sun but the light was black and cold And the itsy bitsy spider crawled into another soul (Bridge – half-time dirge, vocals layered with child-like ghostly choir) Itsy bitsy poison, no one saw it creep Silent little killer while the nation sleeps Cartels keep weaving, politicians talk Another thousand names just get erased from the chalk Itsy bitsy… bitsy… bitsy… (Final Chorus – full apocalyptic swell, then sudden drop to almost nothing) The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout Down came the fentanyl and washed America out Out came the sun but the dawn will never rise And the itsy bitsy spider… just smiles with a thousand eyes… (Outro – heartbeat bass slows… slows… stops. Only reverb and a single fading lullaby whisper) Itsy… bitsy… fentanyl… Climbed up the spout again… Climbed up the spout… again…