Cycle 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 wave is song take a lullaby
Make it up
Create a sound turn it round and recycle it
Under the apple tree
Sweet child might have been sixteen
Heavy eyes
Just a moments rest
She lay down on the blossom
All for lust
Wether waiting or participating
All for lust come on now deny
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
Rake it up
I ride a storm full of colorful
Funky shit
My lady's gone I'm available
Strut your cut
Freak out a form with your skeleton
And feel my gut
All for lust...
My rave is on with my courage high
Ray of love
We wanna say
It's wonderful you're here with us
My venezuelan girl taught me how to rythm up
Gyrate an eight with your sensual loving hips
Playing tricks on you...
