single again but on my own terms
~Lyrics~ by the Butthole Surfers
The song in question?
-Pepper-
Marky got with Sharon
Sharon got Cherice
She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease
Mikey had a facial scar
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 drinking 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
Like 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 sifting 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
Like softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through other people's eyes
[Chorus Backwards]
Another Mikey caught 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 doin' it in Texas
Holly 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 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
Like softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through other people's eyes
I have been looking for this song for years. I first heard in when I was 15.....almost four years later, I run across it by mistake in someone's allpoetry contest. I was so happy to find it. I know it sounds wierd to everyone else and the band's name "Butthole Surfers" is kind of gross, but i love this song and I'm going to listen to it as much as i want!
Me and Joe had a talk last night.
I had come to the conclusion that I didn't
Feel right about him. I love him, but it's not
The kind of love that is ment for relationships
I love him like a great friend, someone I feel comfortable
And safe with, but not someone that I want to be with forever...at least
It has not gotten to that point in my heart. In my head I thought it for a while
But as mama and angie say, I'm flighty.
And I haven't called Jeff in a long time.
I know this, but I honestly thought that if he
Wanted to be my friend as much as I thought he did
Than he wouldn't wait on me to call him.
He would have called.
And the one time he did call
I was trying so hard to make him feel better that I sounded like the most
Idiotic optomistic moron ever....but i just wanted him to cheer up and be happy
and i couldn't do it. there was nothing I could say that would have made him feel better
and i know that and it's sad, because i really do want to talk to him
I really do want to hang out with him and i want to be friends and maybe
sometime down the road, it might be right then for us to be more, not now,
but that does not mean that not ever....ya know.
i don't know.
i kinda was hoping he'd call me when he wasn't busy.
apparently either he's busy now, has a girlfriend, or just
doesn't want to talk to me after my psycho-babble from the last time he called.
I am so confused about so many things.
The song in question?
-Pepper-
Marky got with Sharon
Sharon got Cherice
She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease
Mikey had a facial scar
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 drinking 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
Like 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 sifting 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
Like softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through other people's eyes
[Chorus Backwards]
Another Mikey caught 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 doin' it in Texas
Holly 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 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
Like softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through other people's eyes
I have been looking for this song for years. I first heard in when I was 15.....almost four years later, I run across it by mistake in someone's allpoetry contest. I was so happy to find it. I know it sounds wierd to everyone else and the band's name "Butthole Surfers" is kind of gross, but i love this song and I'm going to listen to it as much as i want!
Me and Joe had a talk last night.
I had come to the conclusion that I didn't
Feel right about him. I love him, but it's not
The kind of love that is ment for relationships
I love him like a great friend, someone I feel comfortable
And safe with, but not someone that I want to be with forever...at least
It has not gotten to that point in my heart. In my head I thought it for a while
But as mama and angie say, I'm flighty.
And I haven't called Jeff in a long time.
I know this, but I honestly thought that if he
Wanted to be my friend as much as I thought he did
Than he wouldn't wait on me to call him.
He would have called.
And the one time he did call
I was trying so hard to make him feel better that I sounded like the most
Idiotic optomistic moron ever....but i just wanted him to cheer up and be happy
and i couldn't do it. there was nothing I could say that would have made him feel better
and i know that and it's sad, because i really do want to talk to him
I really do want to hang out with him and i want to be friends and maybe
sometime down the road, it might be right then for us to be more, not now,
but that does not mean that not ever....ya know.
i don't know.
i kinda was hoping he'd call me when he wasn't busy.
apparently either he's busy now, has a girlfriend, or just
doesn't want to talk to me after my psycho-babble from the last time he called.
I am so confused about so many things.