[00:00.00] 作词 : King Coffey/Gibby Haynes/Paul Leary Walthall[00:01.00] 作曲 : King Coffey/Gibby Haynes/Paul Leary Walthall[00:24.48]Marky got with Sharon, Sharon got Cherise[00:26.93]She was sharing Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease[00:30.10]Mikey had a facial scar and Bobby was a racist[00:32.99]They were all in love with dying, they were doing it in Texas[00:36.09]Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain[00:38.86]And then he lost his leg in Dallas, he was dancing with a train[00:41.83]They were all in love with dying[00:43.42]They were drinking from a fountain[00:44.97]That was pouring like an avalanche[00:46.60]Coming down the mountain[00:48.15]I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows[00:54.08]I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes[01:00.18]Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies[01:05.94]You never know just how to look through other people's eyes[01:30.29]Some will die in hot pursuit in fiery auto crashes[01:33.09]Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes[01:36.10]Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain[01:39.02]That is pouring like an avalanche, coming down the mountain[01:42.31]I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows[01:48.21]I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes[01:54.03]Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies[02:00.04]You never know just how you look through other people's eyes[02:24.25]Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic[02:26.94]Flipper died a natural death he caught a nasty virus[02:30.07]Then there was the ever present football-player rapist[02:33.08]They were all in love with dying, they were doing it in Texas[02:35.93]Paulie caught a bullet but it only hit his leg[02:39.05]While it should've been a better shot and got him in the head[02:41.93]They were all in love with dying[02:43.57]They were drinking from a fountain[02:44.97]That was pouring like an avalanche[02:47.00]Coming down the mountain[02:48.52]I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows[02:54.37]I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes[03:00.28]Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies[03:06.19]You never know just how you look through other people's eyes