Me and my cousin were walking one day
By the Dairy Queen drive-thru down by the highway
And he found some flowers, a busted bouquet
And he put a hydrangea in his hair
Some kids at the Dairy Queen were calling him gay
And then to my surprise I knew just what to say
I said: Boys, if you're looking for your worthiness
Well it's already there
Gloria
No more nightmares of a lack of love
No need to win the race to face your father
Me and my cousin were at the arcade
In a fathom of blood, we were constantly slain
And we watched the progress of our three-letter names
Till we stumbled outside to the night air
And there was a man, with a coat and a cane
He was mumbling things about the world gone insane
He said: Boys, if you're looking for your innocence
Well it's already there
Gloria
No more nightmares of a lack of love
No need to win the race to face your father
Gloria
No more nightmares of a lack of love
No need to win the race to face your father
Gloria
No more nightmares of a lack of love
No need to win the race to face your father
Gloria
No more nightmares of a lack of love
No need to win the race to face your father
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