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Butthole Surfers:Pepper
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Marky got with Sharon, Sharon got Sherice,
She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease.
Mikey had a facial scar, and Bobby was a rapist,
They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas.
Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain,
Then he lost his leg in Dallas, he was dancin' with a train.
They were all in love with dyin', they were drinking from a fountain
That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain.
I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows.
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes.
Cinnamon and sugary, and softly spoken lies.
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes.
Some will die in hot pursuit in fiery auto crashes,
Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes.
Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain
That is pouring like an avalanche comin' down the mountain.
I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows.
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes.
Cinnamon and sugary, and softly spoken lies.
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes.
Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic.
Flipper died a natural death, he caught a nasty virus.
Then there was the ever present football player-rapist,
They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas.
Paulie caught a bullet, but it only hit his leg,
Well, it should have been a better shot, and got him in the head.
They were all in love with dyin', they were drinkin' from a fountain,
That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain.
I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows.
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes.
Cinnamon and sugary, and softly spoken lies.
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes.
She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease.
Mikey had a facial scar, and Bobby was a rapist,
They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas.
Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain,
Then he lost his leg in Dallas, he was dancin' with a train.
They were all in love with dyin', they were drinking from a fountain
That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain.
I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows.
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes.
Cinnamon and sugary, and softly spoken lies.
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes.
Some will die in hot pursuit in fiery auto crashes,
Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes.
Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain
That is pouring like an avalanche comin' down the mountain.
I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows.
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes.
Cinnamon and sugary, and softly spoken lies.
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes.
Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic.
Flipper died a natural death, he caught a nasty virus.
Then there was the ever present football player-rapist,
They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas.
Paulie caught a bullet, but it only hit his leg,
Well, it should have been a better shot, and got him in the head.
They were all in love with dyin', they were drinkin' from a fountain,
That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain.
I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows.
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes.
Cinnamon and sugary, and softly spoken lies.
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes.
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