Butthole Surfers - Pepper
Trumpy had a facial scar
And J.D. was a racist
They were all in love with dyin'
They were doing it in Texas
Trump played politics
Like a kid out in the rain
Then he almost lost his ear in Butler
He was dancing 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
Oh the absolute unstoppable God-like brilliance of the Butthole Surfers...
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