Songtexte Gloria - Patti Smith

Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine.
Meltin' in a pot of thieves,
Wild card up my sleeve.
Thick heart of stone.
My sins, my own,
They belong to me. Me.
People say "beware!"
But I don't care.
The words are just
Rules and regulations to me. Me.
I walk in a room; you know I look so proud.
I'm movin' in this here atmosphere; well, anything's allowed.
And I go to this here party, and I just get bored,
Until I look out the window, see a sweet young thing
Humpin' on the parking meter, leanin' on the parking meter.
Oh, she looks so good! Oh, she looks so fine!
And I got this crazy feeling, and then
I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine.
Ooh I'll put my spell on her.
Here she comes.
Walkin' down the street,
Here she comes.
Comin' through my door,
Here she comes.
Crawlin' up my stair,
Here she comes.
Waltzin' through the hall
In a pretty red dress,
And oh, she looks so good. Oh, she looks so fine,
And I got this crazy feeling that I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine.
And then I hear this knockin' on my door,
Hear this knockin' on my door,
And I look up into the big tower clock
And say, "oh my God here's midnight!"
And my baby is walkin' through the door,
Leanin' on my couch. She whispers to me, and I take the big plunge
And oh, she was so good; and oh, she was so fine.
And I'm gonna tell the world that I just ah-ah made her mine.
And I said darling, tell me your name, she told me her name.
She whispered to me. She told me her name.
And her name is, and her name is, and her name is
And her name is G-L-O-R-I-A
G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria
I was at the stadium
There were twenty thousand girls
Called their names out to me
Marie and Ruth but to tell you the truth
I didn't hear them I didn't see
I let my eyes rise to the big tower clock
And I heard those bells chimin' in my heart
Going ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong.
Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong
Counting the time, then you came to my room
And you whispered to me and we took the big plunge
And oh. You were so good, oh, you were so fine
And I gotta tell the world that I make her mine make her mine
Make her mine make her mine make her mine make her mine
G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria
And the tower bells chime, "ding dong" they chime
They're singing, "Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine."
Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A, G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria