Viva La Gloria (Little Girl) Paroles

of love and razor blades
your blood is surging
chorus:
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 place like home
when you got no place to go
Little girl, little girl
your life is calling
the charlat ans 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 you're just a junkie
preaching to the choir
chorus:
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 place like home
when you got no place to go
The traces of blood
always follow you home
like the maskaratears
from your getaway
you're walking with blisters
and running with shears
so unholy
sister of grace
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 place like home