Marky got with Sharon
Sharon got Cherice
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
And 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 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 to 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

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 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 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

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lyrics added: before we started recording dates
notes: this song reminds me of "people who died" (jim carroll)

Verse Three: Instead of Another Mikey "Caught " a knife it Should BE Took a knife fixed, and thanks. I absolutely love this song. the lyrics are odd in their own way but with the music behind it and the guy singing it is definitly awesome!
this song is strangly morbid...i love it. we need more groups like these guys what does this song mean? anything? best song ever

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