hello! ain´t you as pretty as a peso come and slip out of your halo let it slip and lose your grip a little while so let go! come and slide outside your window loosen up and feel the gra** grow, the wind blow, the moon she´s a-glowin´ and she´s throwin´ down a wicked little smile don´tcha wanna tip the apple cart over, baby? don´tcha wanna shoot an arrow at the sky? the fruit is throbbing on the vine.. so many castles to storm and so little time! floatin´ downstream on a river laden up with prayer and doubt and dreams borne amongst the grit, the silt and salty things overlooked and too small to be loved don´tcha wanna knock the apple cart over, baby? oil up your favorite monkeywrench now! the fruit is throbbing on the vine so many castles to storm and so little time! Mary, Mary.... the world is wild and wide outside enough of castles and of kings get back to smaller and better things! at the rat race baby, I couldn´t even find a parking space let the Joneses keep the whole damn chase and their golden treadmills for first place don´tcha wanna knock the apple cart over, baby? shoot another flaming arrow at the sky? the fruit is throbbing on the vine so many castles to storm and so little time! Mary, Mary... the world is wild and wide outside enough of castles and of kings down with empire, up with Spring back to smaller and better things!