Bad Fruit

Rushing towards oblivion Like lemmings to the sea We stumble through this life time And call it being free yeah but knowing where you're going And who you're meant to be That's what freedom means to me We're all born with a hunger We just can't seem to feed Yet all the things we struggle fore Are not the things we need But the man who seeks the Lord of life Will find his life indeed Satisfaction guaranteed Don't eat of that bad fruit Don't drink of that sweet wine It may look great from a distance But it gets you every time Don't wait for tomorrow Grab hold of that life line There's Someone dying to love you And He sings the sweetest song And that's where you belong History repeats itself Our troubles never end And each new generation Just fouls it up again Well you'd think that we'd get awful tired Of going where we've been What a shabby state we're in Love can fill the hole in your soul Watch your life begin again Come and let the Master take control Open your heart you've found a Friend Don't eat of that bad fruit Don't drink of that sweet wine It may look great from a distance But it gets you every time Don't wait for tomorrow Grab hold of that life line There's Someone dying to love you And He sings the sweetest song