Butthole Surfers - Pepper

Various Artists

专辑:《FM4 Soundselection Vol. 1》

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Butthole Surfers - Pepper 歌词

Pepper - Various Artists

Marky got with Sharon

And Sharon got Cherese

She was sharing Sharon's outlook

On the topic of disease

Mikey had a facial scar

And Bobby was a racist

They were all in love with dyin'

They were doing it in Texas

Tommy played piano

Like a kid out in the rain

Then he lost his leg in Dallas

He was dancing with a train

They were all in love with dyin'

They were drinking from a fountain

That was pouring like an avalanche

Coming down the mountain

I don't mind the sun sometimes

The image as 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 to 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 doing it in Texas

Pauly 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 drinking from a fountain

That was pouring like an avalanche

Coming down the mountain

I don't mind the sun sometimes

The image as 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 doing it in Texas

Pauly 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 drinking from a fountain

That was pouring like an avalanche

Coming down the mountain

I don't mind the sun sometimes

The image as 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