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release #051
released March 10. 2015

01. Laptop’s House
02. Let Down
03. Garebear
04. Fast Eddy
05. Animal
06. Signatures & Checks
07. Will Taylor
08. Panic
09. Bug
10. Parties
11. All The Time
12. Andy

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click the link below to stream the first single,
“Let Down,” on stereogum: http://www.stereogum.com/1730763/pope-let-down-stereogum-premiere/mp3s/

recorded in new orleans, la by: michael saladis
at his house / the maze

except for “bug”
mixed by: chris lanthier

photos: ben davis
drawings: grady bell
layout: greg rodrigue

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LAPTOP’S HOUSE
I drove by your house the other day
Thought about stopping by to see you’re ok
But the thought only lasts a day
And I wouldn’t know what to say
I walk down the tracks to kills some time
Thinking about how much you like wine
And how all your words fade into rhyme
And I just want to get high
With you

LET DOWN
I could live in constant states
To compliment the way you seem
To sleep inside my head for days
It comes to me as great relief
Carry this with weight that feels
Like consequential make-believe
I’ve played the game of faking truths
I’ve let you take the breath from me
See me now
In a way you feel left out
I know you see me now
Helps to keep my tongue tied down
I could never bring you to your knees
Its hard enough to see
Myself between the cautionary codes
I shape to help me breathe
See me now
In a way you feel let down
I know you see me now
Helps to keep my tongue tied down

GEARBEAR
Rip apart my body I’m drowning now
Your eyes are dead it’s over anyhow
My lips are cold and your flesh is so worm
You’re an antibody and I’m a germ
Well no, I got a long way to go
And Joanne’s out back playing in the snow
Well that’s all right, that’s all right with me
I just enjoyed the company
The gift you gave to me I never wore
Red started leaking out of my pores
But Joanne had yellow hair
She would take the bus everywhere
But that’s all right, that’s all right with me
I just enjoyed the company

FAST EDDY
Got caught in another parking lot
Don’t step to near my car
It’s not what I’ve been taught before
Relive the warmth that feels like home
Calm, collected, and alone
It seems you’ve seen the spaces in between
The cutting cold of my extremes

ANIMAL
In my life I was kept waiting
No two of the same mistake
Went without warning
In time, love, we will be standing
Over pillars of plain, white smoke
Observing the trains below
Still standing on my time
But it was never the same then
In my life I was an animal
Injured by restless thoughts
Of miserable context
And you dear, are made up of
Neatly square divisions of labored care
And delicate dreaming
So stay near and know that the blackened air
Holds weight in the same strange vain
When the grain was shaped simply
Still standing on my time
But it was never the same then
The kids are all coming home now
And their mother’s been faithful

WILL TAYLOR
Ice you feel very nice
Pressed up agents my skin
As the plastic bends
My bones break again
Well my insides are twisted up
I must have been made from the wrong stuff
Well my body isn’t like yours
So you would probably just get bored
Glass lodged in my spine
Rips a hole in my side
As the tires slide
I close my eyes
I want to be a thought in your head
Not a memory or a distant friend
Well my body isn’t like yours
So you’d probably just get board

PANIC
Absolving panic
I believe I have tried
Have another glass of water
Close your eyes and recline
Its true its never ending
I’ve been hiding inside
I’ve seen a harmful picture of you and me
Surprised to see you in my sleep
Release your rights to my extremes

BUG
If I could make you feel the way you should,
Then I would
In dreams, you’re the only one I see,
All night
If I could bind my eyes to your spine,
Now I’m blind
Come out of your cocoon, move across the room,
Like a bug

PARTIES
Blame it on the weather; I’m not that clever
This party isn’t much fun
Every ones sarcastic wrap them in plastic
You don’t need any one
Any one
The conversation lingers on the tip of a finger
The mechanisms broke
His poetry will eat you then digest you
There really isn’t much hope
Isn’t much hope
Well I can see you in my sleep
Your cold skin against my cheek makes me weak
Put it in ignition making bad decisions
She begins to smoke
Lights start flashing she’s over reacting
This has got to be a joke
Be a joke
Well I can see you in my sleep
Your cold skin agents my cheek makes me weak
“You’re making a scene”
Every one is clever in this arctic weather
This party isn’t much fun

ALL THE TIME
I’m almost certain
That the harm that I’ve done
To your eyes
Will be defeated
By disguises I’ve designed indoors
Its not enough to say that I’ve been misleading
Divide my time for steady living room breathing
Then you call me out for what I believe in
I hear you breathing
Its softer than before
But brave and still
So soon you’ll leave here
With my sense of feeling found
Its not enough to say that I’ve been misleading
Divide my time for steady living room breathing
Then you call me out for what I believe in
You remain all of the time
In all the years spent hiding inside

ANDY
I could live in constant states
To compliment the way you seem
To sleep inside my head for days
It comes to me as great relief
Carry this with weight that feels
Like consequential make-believe
I’ve played the game of faking truths
I’ve let you take the breath from me