Cycle - Apple tree lyrics

My rave is on with my courage high rave get up I'm on a bomb with a tickin fuse crank your bu*t 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 sh** 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 rythym up Gyrate an eight with your sensual loving hips Playing tricks on you...