standing there, she and i, in the garden of delight saw the apple, took a bite heard a voice, from the sky, made us want to run and hide double check our alibis who can come, to our defense, with everything thats happened since was it worth, our innocence the only way, to get home, walk the valley all alone like a lonesome vagabond in the clay, poor men work, separating gold from dirt sunday morning go to church whispering, in the back, soon the time will come to pass, last are first and first are last forbidden fruit, forbidden fruit now we finally know the truth forbidden fruit, forbidden fruit now we know the truth
