Green Day

[fox69]

"¡Viva La Gloria!"

"¡Viva La Gloria!"


Hey Gloria?
Are you standing close to the edge?
Lookout to the setting sun
The brink of your vision
Eternal youth is a landscape of the lie

The cracks of my skin can prove
As the years will testify
Say your prayers and light a fire we're going to start a war
Your slogan's a gun for hire
It's what we waited for

Hey Gloria

This is why we were on the edge
The fight of our lives been drawn to this undying love

Gloria!Viva La Gloria!
You blast your name in graffiti on the walls (oh)
Falling through broken glass that's slashing through your spirit
I can hear it like a jilted crowd

Gloria!Where are you Gloria?
You found a home in all your scars and ammunition
You made your bed in salad days amongst the ruins
Ashes to ashes of our youth

She smashed her knuckles into winter (Gloria)
As autumns wind fades into black
She is the saint of all the sinners (Gloria)
The one that's fallen through the cracks
So don't put away your burning light

Gloria!Where are you Gloria?
Don't lose you faith to your lost naivete
Weather the storm and don't look back on last November
When your banners were burning down

Gloria!Viva La Gloria!
Send me your amnesty down to the broken hearted
Bring us the season that we always will remember
Don't let the bonfires go out

So Gloria

Send out your message of the light that shadows in the night
Gloria where's your undying love?
Tell me the story of your life ...
(Your life!)

 

[fox69]

"¿Viva La Gloria? (Little Girl)"

"¿Viva La Gloria? (Little Girl)"


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 for the salvation army
There is no place like home