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They were drinking from a fountain
Butthole Surfers Pepper lyrics read carefully.
Pepper Lyrics Marky got with Sharon And 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 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 you 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 [Chorus] 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[/U] in Texas Polly 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 That will be all. |
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no that wont be all.. i want to know what happens next... they came down the mountain then what... are there raccoons in this story? |
I love that song
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Ahhh, The Butthole Surfers :thumbsup
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they played outside at my school on the first day i got there..liked them ever since
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great song from a great band...they even performed that song on Letterman...
but one of my favorites is still "Creep In The Cellar" Oh there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in There's a hole in his brain where his mind should've been When he starts talkin' backwards your head starts to spin And he really freaks me out when he peels off his skin, yow! Oh there's a creep in the cellar with his hands in the air And he lies to his mother but she doesn't care When the fists are flying backwards and the ballroom is bare Cause the turkey's talkin' backwards, it'll raise up your hair Oh there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let...in |
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