Chords with lyrics
Tuning: G C E A (G C E A)
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Intro:
Am Em7 Am Em7 Am Em7 Am Em7 Am
Verse 1:
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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