Viva la Gloria – Green Day

Little girl,
Little girl why are you cryin’?
Inside your restless soul, your heard 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 the saints of your abandon
Little one,
Little one the sky is falling
Your life board 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 your 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 fallow you home
Like the mascara tears from your getaway
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 for the Salvation Army
There is no place like home