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POND - Pink Lunettes (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pond
Pond
Performer
Jay Watson
Jay Watson
Vocals
James Ireland
James Ireland
Keyboards
Joe Ryan III
Joe Ryan III
Synthesizer
Nick Allbrook
Nick Allbrook
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Watson
Jay Watson
Songwriter
James Ireland
James Ireland
Songwriter
Nicholas Allbrook
Nicholas Allbrook
Songwriter
Joseph Ryan
Joseph Ryan
Songwriter
Jamie Terry
Jamie Terry
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pond
Pond
Producer
Jay Watson
Jay Watson
Mixing Engineer
James Ireland
James Ireland
Mixing Engineer
David Ives
David Ives
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ooh
[Verse 2]
A taste of chilled anisette, baby
Looking good in pink lunettes, baby
I see her in pink lunettes
I see her in pink lunettes
I see her through pink lunettes
Baby
Woo
[Verse 3]
It was like, it was like ahh
[Verse 4]
A taste of chilled anisette
Looking good in pink lunettes
Flashing billboard sick regret, baby
Flaming stupor superjet
I see her in pink lunettes
Baby
Yeah
[Verse 5]
Well, Manfred climbed into my nape
Wrapped up in magnetic tape
All my life magnetic tape
Oh baby
Baby
[Verse 6]
Chop, chop, chop, chop
Chop, chop, chop, chop
Chopped up like Richter's Atlas
I'm fading away
My position in space
Oh baby
[Verse 7]
A Chekovian smile
Chekovian smile
A Chekovian smile of last orchards
A Chekovian smile of last orchards
Softened mother's face
[Verse 8]
Ooh, softened mother's face
Softened mother's face
Softened mother's face as she looked up from the Star
Coney Island
Richter's Atlas
Never, never, never, never know who you are
[Verse 9]
A taste of chilled anisette, baby
Looking good in pink lunettes maybe
Billboards flashing sick regret
A flaming superjet
Looking good in pink lunettes, ooh
[Verse 10]
Ooh
Huh
[Verse 11]
A Chekovian smile
A Chekovian smile
A Chekovian smile of last orchards, yeah
Softened mother's face
Softened mother's face
Softened mother's face as she looked up from the Star
My position in space
Fading, fading, fading
Fading, fading, fading
[Verse 12]
A taste of chilled anisette, baby
Looking good in pink lunettes maybe
Billboards flashing sick regret, baby
A flaming superjet
Whoa, pink lunettes
[Verse 13]
Manfred climbed into my nape
Whoa
Wrapped up in magnetic tape
In my life magnetic tape
Falling in magnetic tape, maybe
Maybe
[Verse 14]
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of those pink lunettes
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Screaming and dreaming
Screaming
Ooh pink lunettes
[Verse 15]
Softened mother's face
Softened mother's face
Softened mother's face as she looked up from the Star
Coney Island
Richter's Atlas
Never, never, never, never know who you are
A taste of chilled anisette, baby
Looking good in pink lunettes maybe
Billboards flashing sick regret
A flaming superjet
I see her in pink lunettes
[Verse 16]
I should run and hide
Or die in the generational divide
It's getting wild
I fall in the generational divide
Was I born too late
For the golden days of the nanny state?
We never cry on my side of the generational divide
Written by: James Ireland, Jamie Terry, Jay Watson, Joseph Ryan, Nicholas Allbrook
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