Bad Apple Lyrics

Bad Apple lyrics

DAVID WILCOX

BAD APPLE



Some people call me a bad apple

Well I may be bruised but I still taste sweet

Some people call me a bad apple

But I may be the sweetest apple on the tree



I've got the notion to tell you about my 	history, people

I've got the notion to tell you about how I 	came up in the world yeah

Now look...I used to go to school and act  	a clown and fool 

And I used to chase the ladies all around

Gimme some

I used to spend my money and tried acting 	funny

Until I hit my nose on the ground

Ow!



Some people call me a bad apple

Well I may be bruised but I still taste sweet

Some people call me a bad apple

But I may be the sweetest apple on the tree



Now my teacher tried to tell me 

That I could never succeed in the world of 	business, yeah.

I said, "That's o.k. teacher.

Cause I never did want to give anybody the 	business. No."

But teacher listen

Teacher, teacher we got a message for you 	now

Goes like this teacher

Oh teacher

You egghead 

You think you've got the world sewed up

You never did learn how to treat a man

You need to eat a slice of humble pie

And the longer you wait the worse it's gonna 	taste



Some people call me a bad apple

Well I may be bruised but I still taste sweet

Some people call me a bad apple

But I may be the sweetest apple on the tree



It's my time

Hey!

I want everybody to listen to me now

It's my time

Hey!

And I want everybody to listen to me now

Look listen to the record

I'll admit I have been lazy

And I've been called crazy

In my time I've played and played

But I can get down 

And quit foolin' around

When the weather gets rough

Situation gets tough



Some people call me a bad apple

Well I may be bruised but I still taste sweet

Some people call me a bad apple

But I may be the sweetest apple on the tree



Some people call me a bad apple

Well I may be the sweetest apple on the tree

I may be the sweetest sweet apple on the tree

I may be the sweetest sweet apple on the tree