GLORIA

by Tommy Santee Klaws

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credits

released 06 June 2008

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tags: folk haunted los angeles whatever Los Angeles

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"Tommy Santee Klaws has existed in some form for nearly a decade, conjuring miniature tornadoes, making a ruckus. Like some of the best Los Angeles new-folky type acts, Tommy Santee Klaws understands the trick of making nostalgia work both ways; into some bright future and the virtuous, murky past. Skinning the old to dress the new." -Gerard Olson ... more

shows

  • May 22
    The Mint
    Los Angeles, CA
  • May 24
    El Cid
    Los Angeles, CA
  • Jun 14
    Taix
    Los Angeles, CA

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Track Name: Chasing Bodies
Fostered a child like me into the bright white seas. Took it for what it seemed, rolled out a body. Fathered a bore like me. The father is bored with me. Taken for what was agreed. Include what you will. Chasing bodies to find one that breathes.
Track Name: Smoke Spells
A rushed crushed heels and caged steel wheels, I feel our mother they did steal. And you look better. Yeah, you look better. Fuck, you look better when you're dead. Trains crashed and lights they flashed and the smoke keeps spelling your name.
Track Name: Pickle Jar
I keep her close to my heart. My mom is in a pickle jar. My mom is in a pickle jar. My mom is in a pickle jar. My mom is in a pickle jar. My mom is in a pickle jar. The great I am, the great you are. The great I am, the great you are. My mom is in a pickle jar. A monster is what you are. We'll give it all to Gloria. We'll give it all to Gloria. We'll give it all to Gloria. We'll give it all to Gloria. Ooh, Gloria.
Track Name: My Eagle
So I grabbed him by the neck and threw him against the wall until he breathed no more. Wait, I thought I had enough, I thought that it was tough, I thought that it was tough. Down, beneath the earth we dread, beneath the earth we tread is where the dead do tread. Back and forth, he gave the most when he was alone. Back and forth, he gave the most when he was alone. Back before we had enough, before we lost touch, before we gave up. Past all we had lost and all that we had gained and lost it all again. Fat and taken aback by the lack of taking a bath. Back and forth, he gave the most when he was alone.
Track Name: Blows His Nose
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, hey. Hey. It's almost time, the doctor's in, just wait a while. Now, come on in, take off your clothes, your clothes. My boy, it looks those legs cut clean, so clean. My belly hurts, my throat is sore, thighs weak. It will be fine, now, turn around, be meek. My body shook when he put his cock in me. Cast your eyes, child, from me, stay a while on your knees. His face cascading sweat and teeth, clenched teeth. I'm almost done, don't make a peep or breathe. He grabbed my head and pulled it back, said, "Kiss me." "Now, take it, son," his father said, "Love me." Completely with holy hands, ravaged me. Oh, my God, can't feel a thing. Oh, my heart, it does not bleed. Cast your eyes, child, from me, stay a while on your knees.
Track Name: Mows
On the backs of the cabbage, on the back of the boar, kicked the ass of my uncle, kicked it through the back door. Scaled the stairs to assist her, scaled the stairs to a sight. Take, take me back, take me back to the father. Take, take me back, take me back for more. Take me back for more. On the back of my uncle, on the back of a whore, took his time to abuse her, took his time on his throne. Took her life with a love song until she breathed no more. Take, take me back, take me back to the father. Take, take me back, take me back for more. Take me back for more.
Track Name: They Say
They say, "It's okay with me. We don't care what his intentions may be." And they say, "It's okay, we're free." But it's a shame that they're so willing. And it's all right, I know. And it's all right, beautiful boy. Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh. Where is your father, where has he gone?
Track Name: Lame Dude
My father said we'd all be better off dead, most things were meant to bleed, not live, so, oh, we better get out, we better get out now. My mother said she'd rather stay in debt (bed), her great escape was worth the wait, so, oh, we better get out, we better get out now. Her brother's love, she couldn't get enough, so death to him and her, oh, shit, so, oh, so, we better get out, we better get out now. I'm set afire and I'm still alive, furious flames and I'm still alive, we better get out, we better get out now.