Gloria

Gloria
You're so merry up on high
Oh, so, scarily on high
Gloria never, ever cries,
'Cause she's just too busy
Gloria never shuts her eyes,
'Cause it makes her dizzy
Now you've got it all,
What do you want it for?
All that noise you got,
Do you still want more?
You're a strange girl, Gloria
You say you've got it all,
What do you want it for?
All that noise you got,
Well you're just a whore
You're a sick girl, Gloria
Oh, so, scary up on high
You say you've got it all,
What do you want it for?
All that noise you got,
Well you're still a whore
You're a sick girl, Gloria
You say you've got it all,
What do you want it for?
All that noise you got,
Do you still want more?
You're a strange girl, Gloria
Hosanna in excelsis