Butthole Surfers – Pepper (Ukulele)
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[UKULELE]
[FORMATTED TO PRINT ON TWO PAGES, -1 FONT SIZE]
[Intro]
Am Em7 Am Em7 Am Em7 Am Em7 Am
[Verse 1]
Em7 Marky got with Sharon and Sharon got Cherese Am Em7 She was sharing Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease Am Em7 Mikey had a facial scar and Bobby was a racist Am Em7 They were all in love with dyin' they were doin it in Texas Am Em7 Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain Am Em7 Then he lost his leg in Dallas he was dancing with a train Am Em7 They were all in love with dyin' they were drinking from a fountain Am Em7 That was pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain
[Chorus 1]
Am F Am I don't mind the sun sometimes the images it shows F Am I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes F Am Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies F Am You never know just how you look through other people's eyes
[Verse 2]
Em7 Some will die in hot pursuit and fiery auto crashes Am Em7 Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes Am Em7 Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain Am Em7 That is pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain
[Chorus 2]
Am F Am I don't mind the sun sometimes the images it shows F Am I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes F Am Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies F Am You never know just how you look through other people's eyes
[Bridge]
Am Em7 Am Em7 Am Em7 Am Em7 Am
[Verse 3]
Em7 Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic Am Em7 Flipper died a natural death he caught a nasty virus Am Em7 Then there was the ever-present football player rapist Am Em7 They were all in love with dyin' they were doing it in Texas Am Em7 Pauly caught a bullet but it only hit his leg Am Em7 Well it should have been a better shot and got him in the head Am Em7 They were all in love with dyin' they were drinking from a fountain Am Em7 That was pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain
[Chorus 3]
Am F Am I don't mind the sun sometimes the images it shows F Am I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes F Am Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies F Am Am Em7 Am Em7 Am Em7 Am Em7 Am You never know just how you look through other people's eyes [INTRO STRUM] F Am Through other people's eyes