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Gloria: In Excelsis Deo (Live)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Patti Smith
Patti Smith
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patti Smith
Patti Smith
Composer
Van Morrison
Van Morrison
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony Shanahan
Tony Shanahan
Producer

Lyrics

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, a-a-anything's allowed Then I go to this, here party but oh, 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 the door Here she comes crawlin' up the stair Here she comes in a pretty red dress, 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 I hear this knockin' on my door, knockin' on my door And I look up into the big tower clock And say, "Oh my God, it's midnight!" And my baby is walkin' through the door Layin' on my couch, she whispers to me and I take the big plunge And oh, she was so good, ooh, oh, she was so fine And I'm gonna tell the world that I just ah-ah made her mine I said darling, tell me your name, she told me her name She whispered to me, she told me her name She told me her name, she told me her name She told me her name, 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, oh Gloria It was at the stadium Oh, twenty 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 chimin' 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 I 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 ya mine, made ya mine, made ya 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 London! G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria
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