Apple Tree - Cycle

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…