Pepper chords

by Butthole Surfers
75 bpm
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The Butthole Surfers-Pepper (Lyrics) chords
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Butthole Surfers - Pepper chords with lyrics

G _ _ _ B _ C _ G _ B _ G _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ N _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ G _ _ _ N The market guy was sharing, sharing, got shrewd as she was sharing, sharing.
Now look on the topic of the scene.
Ab Mikey had a fiddled garden, Bobby N was a ruse.
They were all in love with dying, they were doing it in taste.
Ab Tommy played piano like N a kid out in the rain.
Then he lost his leg in palace, he was dancing with the train.
They were all in love with dying, they were drinking from a fountain.
That was pouring like an avalanche coming G down the mountain.
I don't mind the sense I'm telling you to show.
_ You are my sense of sin _ and sugar.
_ .
You can lie, _ just have a look through the eyes.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
F _ _ G _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Some N will die in hot pursuit, 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 D a fountain.
That is pouring like G an avalanche coming down the mountain.
I don't mind the sense I'm trying to give you to show.
I can paint 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.
_ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ You'll never cross the bridge full of axes, needles and fire.
There's no danger if you have _ C a fire axe.
Another Ab Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic.
D Ripper died an actual death, he caught a pasty virus.
A Then there was the F ever present football player Reaper.
G They were all in love with dying, they were doing it in taste.
D Ollie caught a bullet but Ab it only hit his leg.
Well it should have been a better shot and got him in the N head.
They were all in love with dying, they were drinking.
It's pouring G like an avalanche coming down the mountain.
I don't mind the sense I'm trying to give you to show.
_ 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.
A _ G _ _ _ _ _ Dm _ _ _ B _ _ D _ _ _ _ .
G _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ Cm _ Gm _ _ .
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