Randy Stonehill Bad Fruit
Rushing towards oblivion
Like lemmings to the sea
We stumble through this life time
And call it being free
yeah but knowing where you're going
And who you're meant to be
That's what freedom means to me
We're all born with a hunger
We just can't seem to feed
Yet all the things we struggle fore
Are not the things we need
But the man who seeks the Lord of life
Will find his life indeed
Satisfaction guaranteed
Don't eat of that bad fruit
Don't drink of that sweet wine
It may look great from a distance
But it gets you every time
Don't wait for tomorrow
Grab hold of that life line
There's Someone dying to love you
And He sings the sweetest song
And that's where you belong
History repeats itself
Our troubles never end
And each new generation
Just fouls it up again
Well you'd think that we'd get awful tired
Of going where we've been
What a shabby state we're in
Love can fill the hole in your soul
Watch your life begin again
Come and let the Master take control
Open your heart you've found a Friend
Don't eat of that bad fruit
Don't drink of that sweet wine
It may look great from a distance
But it gets you every time
Don't wait for tomorrow
Grab hold of that life line
There's Someone dying to love you
And He sings the sweetest song
