DAVID WILCOX 

BAD APPLE 



Some people call me a bad apple 

Well I may be bruised but I still taste sweet 

Some people call me a bad apple 

But I may be the sweetest apple on the tree 



I've got the notion to tell you about my history, people 

I've got the notion to tell you about how I came up in the world yeah 

Now look...I used to go to school and act a clown and fool 

And I used to chase the ladies all around 

Gimme some 

I used to spend my money and tried acting funny 

Until I hit my nose on the ground 

Ow! 



Some people call me a bad apple 

Well I may be bruised but I still taste sweet 

Some people call me a bad apple 

But I may be the sweetest apple on the tree 



Now my teacher tried to tell me 

That I could never succeed in the world of business, yeah. 

I said, "That's o.k. teacher. 

Cause I never did want to give anybody the business. No." 

But teacher listen 

Teacher, teacher we got a message for you now 

Goes like this teacher 

Oh teacher 

You egghead 

You think you've got the world sewed up 

You never did learn how to treat a man 

You need to eat a slice of humble pie 

And the longer you wait the worse it's gonna taste 



Some people call me a bad apple 

Well I may be bruised but I still taste sweet 

Some people call me a bad apple 

But I may be the sweetest apple on the tree 



It's my time 

Hey! 

I want everybody to listen to me now 

It's my time 

Hey! 

And I want everybody to listen to me now 

Look listen to the record 

I'll admit I have been lazy 

And I've been called crazy 

In my time I've played and played 

But I can get down 

And quit foolin' around 

When the weather gets rough 

Situation gets tough 



Some people call me a bad apple 

Well I may be bruised but I still taste sweet 

Some people call me a bad apple 

But I may be the sweetest apple on the tree 



Some people call me a bad apple 

Well I may be the sweetest apple on the tree 

I may be the sweetest sweet apple on the tree 

I may be the sweetest sweet apple on the tree