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Version 1PEPPER BUTTHOLE SURFERS [Verse 1] F Marky got with Sharon G And Sharon got Sherese F G She was sharin’ Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease F G Mikey had a facial scar and Bobby was a racist F G They were all in love with dyin’, they were doin' it in Texas F G Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain F G Then he lost his leg in Dallas he was dancing’ with a train F G They were all in love with dyin’, they were drink in’ from a fountain F G That was pouring like an avalanche, com in’ down the mountain [Chorus] G I don’t mind the sun sometimes F G The images it shows G I can taste you on my lips F G And smell you in my clothes G Cinnamon and sugary F G And softly spoken lies G You never know just how you look F G Through other people’s eyes [Bridge] F G Some will die in hot pursuit and fiery auto crashes F G Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes F G Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain F G That is pouring like an avalanche, com in’ down the mountain [Chorus] G I don’t mind the sun sometimes F G The images it shows G I can taste you on my lips F G And smell you in my clothes G Cinnamon and sugary F G And softly spoken lies G You never know just how you look F G Through other people’s eyes In Reverse: G (I don’t mind the sun sometimes F G The images it shows G You never know just how you look F G Through other people’s eyes) [Verse 2] F G Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic F G Flipper died a natural death, he caught a nasty virus F G Then there was an ever-present football player rapist F G They were all in love with dyin’, they were doin' it in Texas F G Pauly caught a bullet, but it only hit his leg F G Well it should’ve been a better shot and got him in the head F G They were all in love with dyin’, they were drink in’ from a fountain F G That was pouring like an avalanche, com in’ down the mountain [Chorus] G I don’t mind the sun sometimes F G The images it shows G I can taste you on my lips F G And smell you in my clothes G Cinnamon and sugary F G And softly spoken lies G You never know just how you look F G Through other people’s eyes