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Download Pepper by Butthole Surfers

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Butthole Surfers Pepper lyrics

Marky got with Sharon, Sharon got Sharice
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
And 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 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 to 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 coming 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 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 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