Gloria, Gloria, Gloria!
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria!
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria!
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria!

Every round she sinks
When it's time for war
Every rising sun
Has a right to go down

Gloria, Gloria, Gloria!
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria!
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria!
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria!

Every honey bee
Gets some peace of mind
Every lovely guest
Gets a glass of fine wine
To find a lil' bit of peace

Gloria, Gloria, Gloria!
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria!
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria!
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria!

Love, love
Love love love love love
I do, love
Love, love
I fucking love you, I fucking love you
I do

I'm not fooling anyone
A few more 'til the world is ready
It won't be sick anymore
As long as that's what keeps you happy

Love, love
Love love love love love
I do, love
Love, love
I fucking love you, I fucking love you
I do