Of love and razor blades your blood is surging, you re walking with blisters and running with shears, the sky is falling
from the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
you re dirty liar
your bloodshot eyes will show your heart of treason
Of love and razor blades your blood is surging, why are you crying, you re walking with blisters and running with shears
you re a stray for the salvation army
Your life is calling, there is no place like home when you got no place to go
There is no place like home when you got no place to go, from the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter, you re just a junkie preaching to the choir
You re a stray for the salvation army, so unholy sister of grace
The traces of blood always follow you home like the mascara tears from your getaway, the charlatans and saints of your abandon
The charlatans and saints of your abandon, you re a stray for the salvation army
The sky is falling, in the wake all the way no rhyme or reason Gloria?, inside your restless soul your heart is dying
you re a stray for the salvation army
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter, your soul is purging
your life is calling
You re walking with blisters and running with shears, the charlatans and saints of your abandon Girl), you re walking with blisters and running with shears
there is no place like home when you got no place to go
inside your restless soul your heart is dying
You re a stray for the salvation army, there is no place like home when you got no place to go
Why are you crying, there is no place like home when you got no place to go, your life is calling
So unholy sister of grace, you re just a junkie preaching to the choir
Your bloodshot eyes will show your heart of treason, of love and razor blades your blood is surging, there is no place like home when you got no place to go
There is no place like home, you re a stray for the salvation army
you re a stray for the salvation army
Why are you crying, from the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
you re dirty liar
you re a stray for the salvation army
Why are you crying, so unholy sister of grace ¿Viva, your life is calling
Your bloodshot eyes will show your heart of treason, you re walking with blisters and running with shears
Why are you crying, the charlatans and saints of your abandon
The traces of blood always follow you home like the mascara tears from your getaway, there is no place like home when you got no place to go
you re a stray for the salvation army
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter, you re walking with blisters and running with shears
your bloodshot eyes will show your heart of treason
Your lifeboat of deception is now sailing, in the wake all the way no rhyme or reason
There is no place like home when you got no place to go, you re a stray for the salvation army, there is no place like home
There is no place like home, you re walking with blisters and running with shears Gloria?, the traces of blood always follow you home like the mascara tears from your getaway
from the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
This really was an great album, it's underappreciated, I know the reason many dislike it, but it really has that charm you can't resist coming back to it, 21 Guns, East Jesus Nowhere, etc. Some of the songs seem a bit emo/ or sad, I guess people say, but they tug at the heart strings which kind of can seem relatable in some instances. Just outright memorable, and can be pretty fun to listen and rock out to!
me: searched for the songtext to sing a long (shame on me for not knowing it)
typed in: "little girl green day" in google
first link: "Child abuse is seriuos and illegal"
me: wut?
FBI: GOTCHA!
[Verse 1]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Bridge]
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
[Chorus]
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...
I love this song for such an odd reason. When I was younger, my family went to Hershey, Pennsylvania for a vacation. It was a twelve hour drive and we listened to this album over and over again throughout the whole drive because my brother was just getting into Green Day and loved this album so much. I really liked it too, but this song TERRIFIED me. I would always start shaking and sometimes cover my ears whenever it was playing. I listened to it a few weeks ago for the first time in a while, and I love it! I can't stop listening to it, it's so cool!