Butthole Surfers - Pepper

Couldn’t believe someone hadn’t uploaded an unscathed version of this song (the one with over a million views has a few skips). Well, I took the extra effort and got it for you. Anyway, the lyrics: Marky got with Sharon, Sharon got Cherise As she was sharin’ Sharon’s outlook on the topic of disease Mikey had a facial scar and Bobby was a racist They were all in love with dying, 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 dying 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 (In Reverse: I don’t mind the sun sometimes The images it shows 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 dying, they were doing it in Texas Paulie caught a bullet but it only hit his leg While it should’ve been a better shot and got him in the head They were all in love with dying 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