Gloria - Henry Jamison

Me and my cousin were walking one day

By the Dairy Queen drive-thru down by the highway

And he found some f‌lowers, a busted bouquet

And he put a hydrangea in his hair

Some kids at the Dairy Queen were calling him gay

And then to my surprise I knew just what to say

I said, «Boys, if you’re looking for your worthiness

Well it’s already there»

Gloria

No more nightmares of a lack of love

No need to win the race to face your father

Me and my cousin were at the arcade

In a fathom of blood, we were constantly slain

And we watched the progress of our three-letter names

'Til we stumbled outside to the night air

And there was a man, with a coat and a cane

He was mumbling things about the world gone insane

He said, «Boys, if you’re looking for your innocence

Well it’s already there»

Gloria

No more nightmares of a lack of love

No need to win the race to face your father

Gloria

No more nightmares of a lack of love

No need to win the race to face your father

Gloria

No more nightmares of a lack of love

No need to win the race to face your father

Gloria

No more nightmares of a lack of love

No need to win the race to face your father