Bad Apples Songtext
von Cobra Skulls

I don′t think that Ian would approve of what I'm seeing
The substance you abuse, I call another human being
You′re not convincing me to come to your conclusion
That alcohol is the problem, hell is probably not the solution

Hey, bad apple, tell me, are you straight edge
Or high on violence?
When the adrenaline starts pumping
Do you like the rush?

If someone's fucked their head or passed out at the shows
That asshole's gotta go, but don′t you go and bust his nose
Don′t need me telling you what the movement's all about
But you don′t keep in touch, you just keep lashing out


Hey, bad apple, tell me, are you straight edge
Or high on violence?
When the adrenaline starts pumping
Do you like the rush?

You give the scene a bad name
You ruin others' work
You give the scene a bad name
You′re just a militant jerk

Still you're telling me you′re straight edge
But your actions make you look intoxicated
And just like every drunkard that you've hated
You're high on violence
And when the adrenaline starts pumping
You like the rush