Little girl, little girl And find yourself with your face in the gutter You're a stray for the Salvation Army There is no place like home Little one, little one From the river to the street When you've got no place to go Why are you crying?

Gloria, viva la Gloria Hey Gloria, are you standing close to the edge? Look out at the setting sun Brink of your vision Eternal youth Is the landscape of a lie The cracks of my skin can prove As the years will testify Say your prayers and light a fire