David Wilcox 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