Apple Tree

My rave is on with my courage high, rave get up
I'm on a bomb with a tickin' fuse, crank your butt
My wavy song, take a lullaby and make it up
Create a sound, turn it 'round and recycle it

Under the apple tree
Sweet child, not even sixteen
Heavy eyes, just a moment's rest
She lay down under blossom

All for lust
Weather waiting, anticipating
All for lust
Come on now, midnight, you'd like to taste one
All for lust
Come on, wake your beast from hibernation
All for lust
Mother Nature's playing tricks

My rave is on with my courage high, break it up
I ride a storm full of colorful funky shit
My lady's gone, I'm available, strut your gut
Freak out of form with your skeleton and feel my gut

Under the apple tree
Sweet child, not even sixteen
Heavy eyes, just a moment's rest
She lay down under blossom
Under the apple tree
Sweet child, not even sixteen
Heavy eyes, just a moment's rest
She lay down under blossom
Under the apple tree
Sweet child, not even sixteen
Heavy eyes, just a moment's rest
She lay down under blossom

All for lust
Weather waiting, anticipating
All for lust
Come on now, midnight, you'd like to taste one
All for lust
Come on, wake your beast from hibernation
All for lust
Mother Nature's playing tricks on you

Playing tricks on you
Playing tricks on you
Playing tricks on, playing tricks on
Playing tricks on you
Playing tricks on you
Playing tricks on you
Playing tricks on, playing tricks on
Playing tricks on
You