¿Viva la gloria? (Green Day)

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.

Runaway
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 pleace like home
when you got no pleace 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
the lifeboat of deception
is now sailimg
in the wake all the way
no rhyme or reason.

Your bloodshot eyes
will show your heart of trason
little girl little girl
you just a junkie
preaching to the choir.

Runaway
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 pleace like home
when you got no pleace to go.

The trces of blood
always follow you home
like the mascara tears
from your getaway
you're walking with blisters
an running whit shears

so onholy

sister of grace