Pepper
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Pepper
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Marky got with sharon
Sharon got Cherice
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 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 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 to look
Through other people's eyes
Some will die in hot pursuit
In firey auto crashes
Some will die in hot pursuit
While siftin' 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 caught a knife
While arguin' 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
Holly caught a bullet
But it only hit his leg
Well, it should've 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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