Apple Pie Songtext
I see a million stars while lying on my bed
Oh it’s etched in anaglypta and it swirls around around my head
I see Marco Polo on the Silk Road trail
And the cursed Captain Ahab now he's fishing for a whale
I carry trouble like a boulder on my back
I push it up the hill and it rolls back
My psychoholic friends are hanging on the bell
My tiny little terror’s gonna give you hell
Oh it’s etched in anaglypta and it swirls around around my head
I see Marco Polo on the Silk Road trail
And the cursed Captain Ahab now he's fishing for a whale
I carry trouble like a boulder on my back
I push it up the hill and it rolls back
My psychoholic friends are hanging on the bell
My tiny little terror’s gonna give you hell
And I’m taking a bite
Out of life’s apple pie
It’s a bare knuckle fight
Until one of us dies
And I’m riding a pony
And she’s swishing her tail
And I’m singing for Jesus
While cutting out rails
It’s a creamy delight
On a Bombay high
L’m taking a bite out of life’s apple pie
Sometimes I go crazy, somеtimes I get sick
Bettеr pucker up my son now and play that’s smokestack lick
Cos up there in the corner are the recently deceased
Well they're having them a barbecue, they're having them a feast
I look in the mirror, a young man grown old
The lines in his face, rivulets of gold
Lines of laughter, lines of pain Lines for a time that won’t come back again
Out of life’s apple pie
It’s a bare knuckle fight
Until one of us dies
And I’m riding a pony
And she’s swishing her tail
And I’m singing for Jesus
While cutting out rails
It’s a creamy delight
On a Bombay high
L’m taking a bite out of life’s apple pie
Sometimes I go crazy, somеtimes I get sick
Bettеr pucker up my son now and play that’s smokestack lick
Cos up there in the corner are the recently deceased
Well they're having them a barbecue, they're having them a feast
I look in the mirror, a young man grown old
The lines in his face, rivulets of gold
Lines of laughter, lines of pain Lines for a time that won’t come back again
