Pool Of Pink

by Lenclair

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Our second album
Or first, depending on how you look at it
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sophomore_slump
P O P holdin' it down

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released June 10, 2016

Pablo Cabrera: Drums
Joshua Flynn: Bass
Jack Hubbell: Guitars and Vocals

Mellotron strings on track 3 and piano on track 9 by Jason Tyler
Additional instruments and percussion on track 12 by David Gravagno

Mixed/Produced by Jack Hubbell
Mastered by Brad at Audiosiege, Portland OR

Cover art by Briana Hertzog

Lyrics by Joshua Flynn and Jack Hubbell, except tracks 7, 8, 9, and 10 lyrics by Jack Hubbell. Track 11 lyrics by Burt Cocain.
All music by Lenclair

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Track Name: Hypochondriac
Fragments of a blown imagination
Pour from a gaping pink wound
Spider webs that reach down from the ceiling
Wrap me in a cotton spun cocoon, tomb
Fear, never been so real
Fear, never been so
Real is just a word, words are fiction
Fed to me by jars through plastic tubes
Plexiglass my being down to paper
Chop off the head the body dies, christ
Fear, never been so real
Fear, never been so,
Never been so clear
It's clear
Track Name: A Disease, A Vaccine
Noxious weed
Sleep till three pmI need you like I need a disease
Loveless bride
Scarlett limbs to match
From the nurse dressed in white,
Kissed to sleep

Water drains from your eyes
Repeat the pattern of demise
Did you part the sea? Defeat the beast? Then who the hell are you, some kind of god?

Kiss your ass
I won't miss your mask
So black no sunlight could slip through the cracks
Toxic bitch
But you're no hypnotist
I need you like I need a disease, a vaccine.
Track Name: Fire Island, NY
Who did I try
Holding up the wind like a dam
Creep up the sand

Soon
Soon
I wanna change
From me to you again
Heaven
Sent me to you again

Where did I lie?
Lonely in the dark of July
Fire Island N.Y.

Home
Home
I wanna die
and come back as you again
I will
Come back as you again
Track Name: Nebech
I've got some dirty socks and sheets
Rummage around at your ease

Sad
You're sad
You're sad
You're such a sack of
Shit
You shit
You shit
You slimy little
Tape worm grappling from the safety of my large intestine

Pest
A pest
A pest
And I would never lie
Oh right...
I lied.
Your beady little eyes watch and record all movement of my second body

Sad
I’m sad
I’m sad
You’ll never be a dad
A dad
A dad
You might as well just be a human, nebesch, velcro, go-pro on my night stand
Track Name: Herr Lucifer
Her children sleep in the room next door
She genuflected in the gas
But will you rise out of the ash this time?
And eat your enemies like air

Dead she lies to fossilize
It's just a name

Papa died in his submarine
Submerged in churning waves
Ship hit the bottom
Pressure crushed the hull
Silver femme fatal (ocean floor was his grave)

Daddy cries to a red sunrise
He's just a name

Laurie, Lou, in the grave last night
“O Superman, where have you gone?"
My dear Lou, tell me, where do I begin?
Cuz maybe ill begin again,
and maybe ash turned back to skin,
and papa sailed his ship again,
across the sea into a flame.
Track Name: Strength
There she goes
Level headed and lucid
But I doubt she knows
The psychoactive components
Driving through rainy New Jersey and I need the strength to go on
Keep my yellow tape spinning

There she goes
Stupid senseless and batshit
But I doubt she knows
The psychoactive components
Driving through cold Massachusetts with a bag of cloths and a bong
Keep my yellow tape spinning
Cause we are disciples, revivals
An answer, a cause
To the faithful, grateful
Daring applause
Cause it's too late, out date
Pink paisley walls
From the ocean, devotion
Why the hell did it take so long?

There he goes
Cotton headed and fluid
But I doubt he knows
The quality of creations
Driving down snowy Ashburn just to feed two cats and get bombed
You're my yellow tape spinning
Track Name: Thief!
Thief! Guilty!
Taken from me
Was mine to keep

Blood, blood on your hands
Delusional pride burns through black gushing eyes
Dirt, dirt in your nails
Dragged from the street with smeared lipstick
Thief! Guilty!
Taken from me
Was mine to keep

Cuts, cuts in your skin
Heal over time but still bleed where they've been
Drunk, drunk with your pride
Witch tied to a poll and burned alive
Thief! Guilty!
Taken from me
Was mine to keep

Pick the plank from your eye, before you try
To pick the speck from your brother's eye

I'm a thief!
Proven guilty
Taken from you while you sleep
Wasn't mine to keep.
Track Name: Cock And The Goose
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an Albino
A mosquito, my libido, yeah
Hey, yay
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift, I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Hello, hello, hello, how low [x3]
Hello, hello, hello
Track Name: Step After Step
Walk the wire
And maybe we'll meet on a cloud
You don't look down
With rose dunes obscuring all doubt

Step after step
Holding your breath
As you slowly climb
And hope that you get there on time
Just one slip
And your shroud will be sewn from the same wire as mine
Track Name: Stardog Xander
Snowing at the airport
D.C.A. and its a long way from home
Stewardess and turbulence
High above the rockies
Baileys coffee cost me 6 bucks.
(Rocky mountain high)
Lately i’ve been dreaming
Weeks, days, hours touring for the spring
I'm late from oversleeping
Missed the damn ride to my own show (what a drag)
Now I’m stoned alone

Now what?
Cruel month
I give up.
Prayers I have seen
Run out of steam
Loose ends tattered seams
Mean nothing to me

Travesty, travesty, the king beheaded his queen
Your leaving being leaves me heaving
Try so hard not to breathe

Walking and ascending
I was full of fear but you held me by the waist
The fog is moving with me
Rose dunes abduct me and dissect me from a dead chest

Now what?
Cruel month
I give up.
Spheres sing to me
Like prayers I have seen
I run out of steam
I run out of steam