Lyrics:
hocus-pocus
My talent, my life, my golden
Take a walk through my garden
Look down at the flowers they're dipped in gold
The weak get devoured, I trip off
There is still perhaps have many good apples waiting for the right person
Many golden apples still hiding in their cubicle space and seldom interact
made our mark
Aphrodite and the Garden of Eden
Let's steal the golden apple of New York
At the brink of twilight
Then we can travel by the season
Dear
says bury them save them in the ground
Next year we'll count the ones that sprout
Acorn fever in the senior school
And the apple doesn't fall too far
The farmer grew apples of
Golden grapes of lilac
Served all plates
And buckets of cognac
The miner found them
Jewels, diamonds and
Oh
Built the cabinets they
The golden apples of everlasting youth
Lie not in Eden, but in a garden just the same
Tended by a goddess, mighty but true
Idun was her name
Innocence seemed so far from home
I'd wish to rest in a bed of flowers
But hot black sands are where I'd lay
Bathed in the black of night
Eyes awash in
My Truly, Truly Fair
Guy Mitchell
Backed by Mitch Miller and his Orchestra
Written by Bob Merrill
Peaked at # 2 in 1951
Competing versions
snake rattles
I found my boat paddle riding on my wolf saddle
Six gear bike grab life by the handles
And I'm looking for the truth
Looking for Apple
a suicidal tendency
Can't you see, wipe that smile from your face
Congratulations, you've just been displaced
Golden apple left to rot
One day have all, then
fulfill all your fantasies
Early in the morning
Just got back from Albuquerque
New Mexico had a show last night
Gotta keep the party going
I be that golden
run in the opposite direction of
Golden track stars
Will you lay flowers down over water
For my candy apple painted toes
Cater to me, feed my soul
Allow
seen you was sour
Turning me up like the stereo louder
My chain it hit different colors like a flower
If a nigga think he fucking with me
Check him out
or wolfs bane?
Hm, late after your Cinderella pulsate and crash I was rotating casts
Picture if you will a witching hour on week night in the trenches
the rug
Tugging on my demons
I hear em screaming, they’re gonna erupt
Like Krakatoa
Doper than doing crack in the shower
Never smoke whack flower
Jack Herer
wants to share romance
Cause he's going to a honey party
I asked him please show me the way to his field of flowers by the bay
But he would not let
coming in
Embrace it with a T-shirt and a pair of Timbs
And I'm saying like don't mind these flowers
These flowers just sproutin for hours growing like
Did you ever sleep in a bear pit
Did you ever sleep in a bear pit
With apple cores and mice along
With apple cores and mice along?
Did you ever
I will bring you gold apples and grapes made of rubies
That have shone in the eyes of a prince of the breeze.
Bright cascading crystals, they
bottle toads, eating golden olden oats
Towers are near you say, over the old old bed
Flowers float near you say, you’ll be my forever friend
White
to blow the fire a-flame
But something rustled on the floor
And some one called me by my name
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her
on the floor
I went to blow the fire aflame
But something rustled on the door
And someone called me by by name.
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple
so dumb
But I'm still in love with you
This shit is crazy
You mesmerize me
Just like a witch, you cast a spell on me
I ate the apple already so
roots sprout good leaves
And Erykah told me all about apple trees
Said she had some food for thought in a bag for me
I won’t rest 'till my sky is blue
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