Little girl, little girl, why are you crying? Inside your restless soul your heart is dyin´ Little one, little one, your soul is purgin´ Of love and razor blades, your blood is surgin´
Runaway! from the river to the street And find yourself with your face in the gutter You´re astray from the salvation army There is no place like home, when you got no place to go
Little girl, little girl, your life is callin´ The charlatans and saints of your abandon Little one, little one, the sky is fallin´ Your lifeboat of deception is now sailin´ 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
Runaway! from the river to the street
And find yourself with your face in the gutter You´re a stray from the salvation army There is no place like home, when you got no place to go
The traces of blood always follow you home Like the mascara tears from your getaway You´re walking with blisters and running with shears So unholy, Sister of grace!
Runaway! from the river to the street And find yourself with your face in the gutter You´re a stray from the salvation army There is no place like home