Green Day Lyrics
"¿Viva La Gloria? (Little Girl)"
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Little girl, little girl
why are you crying?
Inside your restless soul
your heart is dying
Little one, little one,
your soul is purging
Of love and razor blades
your blood is surging
Run away
From the river to the street
and find yourself with
your face in the gutter
You're a stray
for the salvation army
There is no place like home
when you got no place to go
Little girl, little girl,
your life is calling
The charlatans and saints
of your abandon
Little one, little one,
the sky is falling
Your lifeboat of deception
is now sailing
In the wake all the way
no rhyme or reason
Your bloodshot eyes
will show your heart of treason
Little girl, little girl,
you dirty liar
You're just a junkie
preaching to the choir
Run away
From the river to the street
and find yourself with
your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home
when you got no place to go
The traces of blood
always follow you home
like the mascara tears
from your getaway
(Gloria!)
You're walking with blisters
and running with shears
So unholy sister of grace!
Run away
From the river to the street
and find yourself with
your face in the gutter
You're a stray
from the salvation army
There is no place like home
why are you crying?
Inside your restless soul
your heart is dying
Little one, little one,
your soul is purging
Of love and razor blades
your blood is surging
Run away
From the river to the street
and find yourself with
your face in the gutter
You're a stray
for the salvation army
There is no place like home
when you got no place to go
Little girl, little girl,
your life is calling
The charlatans and saints
of your abandon
Little one, little one,
the sky is falling
Your lifeboat of deception
is now sailing
In the wake all the way
no rhyme or reason
Your bloodshot eyes
will show your heart of treason
Little girl, little girl,
you dirty liar
You're just a junkie
preaching to the choir
Run away
From the river to the street
and find yourself with
your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home
when you got no place to go
The traces of blood
always follow you home
like the mascara tears
from your getaway
(Gloria!)
You're walking with blisters
and running with shears
So unholy sister of grace!
Run away
From the river to the street
and find yourself with
your face in the gutter
You're a stray
from the salvation army
There is no place like home
This song is from the album "21st Century Breakdown".