GLORIA DELUXE

Gloria Deluxe (1999)

This album is available on iTunes.

Credits

Chris Bonner (drums)
Trevor Exter (cello)
John Goldman (bass)
Cynthia Hopkins (piano, accordion, guitar, vocals)
Tom Hopkins (lead guitar)
Philippa Thompson (violin)
Recorded by Adam Griffin and Mixed by Gary Meister at Harmonic Ranch, NYC

Lyrics

1. Teeth Like Yours

saw someone with teeth like yours
I can’t work anymore
I am rotten to the core, I am a lazy whore
I am a lazy whore
forget, forget, forget
acquire, acquire, acquire
and retort and use the words
you will use and I will never own,
and I will never own
oh sure, it’s your vocabulary,
but I still have my tongue
and what all I can do with it, so well hung
upon the scaffold ambling, swaying in the breeze
there will my very power lie, to not be one of these
no I am separate from you all
and even you my closest friend
I don’t even know you yet
though we’ve been lovers for so long

2. I Can't Help Lovin' You

it don’t matter if you know what’s right, what’s wrong
if you can’t help what you do
well they say that a sinner is a weak man full of fear
who can’t hold back from what he loves
well, I must be a sinner of the worst kind
’cause baby I can’t help loving you
well when I first hit that bottle I was young, I was strong
now I can’t tell just what went wrong
well I know when I’m up, when I’m down,
when I been found out
but I cant seem to change my ways
well there’s a number of things Ive tried to change about myself over the years, weed out the bad from the good, get rid of the bad, keep the good, but you know it’s a hard thing with these addictions–what’s bad feels good, what’s good feels bad, and sooner or later you can’t tell the difference, and after that you don’t care anymore, you know a bad habit’s hard to break when it seems like all you got, and love’s the same way; every time my heart gets broken I think to myself ‘never again, never again will I subject my well-being to the whims of someone else.’ but much to my chagrin, here it comes again, Lord I see you coming and I know that the most dangerous of all my addictions and the hardest to get rid of is you baby you baby you baby
’cause when I, when I see you
all decked out in your torn shoes
well baby I can’t help lovin’ you

3. Homage To Drink

you can try a million different ways of working it out
but there is nothing else that can give that feeling
so glorious, glorious, glorious,
so glorious so glorious, so glorious
and why should I try to be redeemed
when I can live on small change and slovenly dreams?
and it’s only when I’ve sunk so low
that I can rise up again with that warm glow
so glorious, glorious, glorious,
so glorious so glorious, so glorious
and how many winters past since I saw you last?
and how many until I put away the past,
and ride to a place without storms, without snow
and come to a small barroom on the edge of a small town
and find an angel of a man there who will ply me
with drink upon drink upon drink upon drink, and I’d be
glorious, glorious, glorious,
so glorious so glorious, so glorious
for I have ridden out the down-swung curve
right straight through the very worst of storms
only to find there’s still nothing quite as warm
as a simple glass of red wine so slow and
glorious, glorious, glorious,
so glorious so glorious, so glorious

4. My Head And Feet Are Swollen

my head and feet are swollen
yet my hard heart is empty and broken
how many times have I said in my head
‘shut up let the chips fall’
how can it be time to leave
when you have stayed my tongue?
oh, I do not know anything
trees appear to remain the same
though they do grow, though they do grow

5. The American Landscape

I need money somehow, I don’t care how
maybe I’m a whore because I lean towards comfort
I give up, I don’t speak any languages,
I don’t even know Spanish
I just want quick money so I can do what I want:
the American landscape
now some people never seem to lack for money,
others spend their entire lives trying to acquire it
I don’t want to be like any of them
on the lam or full of boredom
disgusting creatures, the whore is the noblest of them all
the noblest of them all, the noblest of them all, and
what had I lost, I have regained
and the second time it is not the same
and blessed be the change
and blessed be the light shining tomorrow
blessed be the night for granting me this sorrow
from which I can arise
oh I need, I need, oh I need, I need,
oh I need, I need, oh I need, I need,
oh I need, I need, oh I need, I need money

6. How It Was

oh the music from a country station,
and the beer all in my hair,
i saw your eyes laughing without a care
and oh how I loved you then
oh for one last time please look me in the eyes
and let me see them brightly shine
I know that it can never be the same again
but oh how I loved you then
the music coming through the screen door,
and the beer all in my hair,
and you sitting there so beautiful, so fair
yes it was a lifetime stuffed behind us
it was a glass of wine sufficient for lost time
and it will haunt me to my grave
the way I loved you then

7. All That Has Passed Through These Little Hands

gets hard and harder, the piston strains to the mortar
that’s when I’m in love I’m in love I’m in love
what I seek is rhythm
put that strain into my head Lord
Lord take me and make me reel,
take these fantasies and turn them into a reality
Lord I know it’s a simple and a dumb wish
I know that I’m stupid, Lord, but grant me this:
if you can be kind Lord, I can be strong
if you can be kind Lord, I can be faithful
I can be patient, I can be loving, I can be strong
I can be evil, I can be wicked, I can be alone
I can be truthful, I can be a liar, I can be lost
I can be evil, I can be wicked, I can be one
so stand alone, stand alone
Lord take it from my gentle hands
what I want is music, what I want is living, what I want is this:
what I want is myself unto the borders and into the bliss
what I want is a record of all that has passed through these little hands
what I want is a record of all that I have loved
and all that I will
and I want a picture, a picture that I can kiss
my little sweetheart, my true and new one,
my one and only love

8. Nahant

(instrumental)

9. Quit While You're Ahead

she said that she loved me and maybe we could try,
try again, so we forged on ahead
but with an empty heart and an empty head,
there is really nothing to be said,
you may as well be dead
yes I will burn, yes I will burn,
and I will be smoke rising to the air
yeah it’s better to quit while you’re ahead,
while the blood still boils and the craziness roars
the way my ears rang with it when I heard your voice
perhaps I made the wrong choice
yes I tried to love her and simply do my part
tell myself ‘hang onto peace, don’t go looking for war’
well am I to blame if nothing touches me,
if the devout have a passion that I can’t seem to see?
I look at her crying and crawling to me,
I think I wouldn’t mind if I was in her shoes
for it seems what I touch turns to coal,
turns weak and mean like me
and all around me darkness
I must admit is what I prefer to see
’cause with an empty heart and an empty head,
there is really nothing to be said,
you may as well be dead
yes I will burn, yes I will turn
into ashes scattered on the ocean
and to renounce you now, you devil,
would be to turn you against me
and is this any time to be making an enemy?
anyway, here I am waiting for you, waiting to burn
’cause with an empty heart and an empty head,
there is really nothing to be said
you may as well be dead

10. Lord Don't Look At Me

Lord don’t look at me, Lord don’t look at me,
Lord don’t look at me
I’m throwing my head down to the sea
turn your face away, turn your face away,
turn your face away
oh I done wrong today, I done wrong today,
I done wrong today
now someday I’ll do something good, someday I’ll do something right, it just won’t be tonight
no it won’t be tonight, it won’t be tonight,
no it won’t be tonight

11. Layout of the Apartment

“I was plied with drinks when I went to his house. I fell down at the door, I was too drunk I couldn’t stand up. I followed him under the overhang and through the glass doors and past the elevator and up the stairwell and into the carpeting. The wires inside the walls were still with electricity, it was a modern building, very equipped to hold many occupants, was built of red brick, and the apartment had wall-to-wall carpeting, and the layout of the apartment was like this: a room here, a bedroom, and you could see through the door to the other room, and there wasn’t any furniture, but there was a bed behind, you could see the door to exit, and there wasn’t anything on the walls, it was like a motel room, but there was a kind of a kitchen glowing back there to the right, and his body was like a shadow darkening that doorway and then emerging forth. And there were sheets, blue sheets, dark blue sheets on the bed.”
there was a bright light moving toward her
down the limbs of the trees
as she waited for her love to come,
as she drank in the soft breeze
and her feet were stepping sideways,
barely noticing the ground
as she waited for her love to come
and bring her back down
and she thought she heard the sound of cars,
and she thought she was redeemed
but really there was no one, really there was no one
but really there was no one, really there was no one

12. (Yes I am a) Drunken Whore

you’ve done it once again, as I have not said
torn my heart to shreds, left me drunken in my bed
waiting for you, waiting for you
no I’m not civilized, I’ve got no sense of timing
I speak when I ought to be silent,
and speech is an insult to quiet
and yes I am a drunken whore,
crawling back for more, for more
waiting for you, waiting for you
and yes I am a liar since I have been sober
on the wagon, my dear, it is harder to hear,
and wine loosens the tongue
so I’ll tell you what I really think
as soon as I finish this drink, this drink
what is her name? fierce and untamed
while I traffic in lies, a master of disguise
and yes I am a drunken whore,
but I can’t take much more, much more
waiting for you, waiting for you
to be finished and through with that no-good
stinking whore
and come back for more, for more
and come back for more

13. Oh Mother Please Forgive Me

my mother told me on her deathbed
‘take care of your brother and father,
they can’t make it on their own’
but when she was laid in her grave,
her words I forgot, I looked the other way
yes my father grew old and my brother he cried
but my hard heart could not be swayed
and when you called me the other day
I could not think of nothing to say
though my very bones did shake for you
yes my heart aches for the love I’ve missed
maybe I could have kept you if I’d had more
kindness
oh mother please forgive me
for try as I will, I just am not built for giving,
I am not built for this.

14. Brief Love is True Love

now I don’t know if I’ll see her again
if she’ll come back as a woman
or if she’ll decide to remain a man
now it’s dangerous to give in
to the skin and to the flesh
but I do have a longing that hasn’t been filled
and I can feel it coming round again
oh Candy, oh Candy, what have you done?
you have taken the riches I had just begun
but your face in the mirror
is not much more clear
than the last impression
take these stitches from my eyes
take me out of this lonely guise
and show me what it means to become someone else
and break these bodily chains
for I feel that I’ve had a disease
ever since the day I was born
and that somehow you have the cure in your pretty hair
now I do not worship in a building
and I have no need for a love without smoke without sin,
and without passion
oh Candy, oh Candy, what have you done?
you have taken the riches I had just begun
but now I would be content to roam
in your vocal storm

15. Coda

my voice did not rise up against the clanging of the bell
I crawled under the crossfire of nations of hells
my face did not show signs of scars
of many nights I’d known
of blackness against blackness, never to be recalled
my eyes were not spared the cost of drinking I had done
and though I shot em down like birds on a fence
my hands would not lift up against the beating I received
my bad luck ran in spades and gathered at my back,
a black ocean of waves
well, nothing ever changes after innocence is lost
for a slew of taking chances I must pay the cost
and how far has it got me? and what have I to show?
for all the blood-filled eyes to cry :
‘and this too shall go,
and this too shall go’