Gloria: In Excelsis Deo - Live

Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine Melting in a pot of thieves wild card up my sleeve Thick, heart of stone my sins my own They belong to me. Me People said beware but I don't care Their words are just rules and regulations to me. Me I walk in a room you know I look so proud I move in this here atmosphere where anything's allowed Then I go to this here party and I just get bored Until I look out the window see a sweet young thing Humping on a parking meter leaning on the parking meter Oh, she looks so good. Oh, she looks so fine And I've got this crazy feeling that I'm going to make her mine Oh I'll put my spell on her here she comes Walking down the street here she comes Coming through my door here she comes Crawling up my stair here she comes Waltzing through the hall in a pretty red dress And oh, she looks so good. Oh, she looks so fine And I've got this crazy feeling that I'm going to make her mine Then I hear this knocking on my door hear this knocking on my door And I look up to the big tower clock and say oh my God it's midnight And my baby is walking through the door laying 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 going to tell the world that I just 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 - 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 Oh Gloria! I was at the stadium. There were two thousand girls Called their names out to me Marie 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 chiming in my heart going ding-dong Ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong Ding-dong. Calling the time when 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've got to tell the world that I made ya mine, made ya mine Made her mine made ya mine made her mine made ya 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 When the tower bells chime Ding-dong they chime I said that Jesus died For somebody's sins But not mine (excited and loud cheering) London! G-L-O-R-I-A GLORIA