Johnny Johnson - Little Apples Lyrics

Always be here is never true
In my mind summer is due
The sweetest smell burned by the sun
Maybe our ghosts shamed and gone

Signed my name in dust
As summer turned to lust

I sign my life away
By the hour
When i wrote to say
Sex is power
I piss on everything
Growing sour
I piss on everything
I'm a coward

Another tale the mood soon turns
Another year still I wont learn
The sweetest face a boy can know
Given time small apples grow

Signed my name in dust
As summer turned to lust

I sign my life away
By the hour
When i wrote to say
Sex is power
I piss on everything
Growing sour
I piss on everything
I'm a coward