Ronoc 'N' Roll - Apples Lyrics

Italian-Armenian masterpiece
Quarter European little bastard teased
For having curly hair being a basket case
Acts like silverware on a plastic plate

He's just trying to be different
He's just trying to be who no one else wants to be
He's trying to escape the apples
And be the apple that fell furthest from the tree

Over-privileged sniveling artist, wipe
That faux frown from your sad songwriter archetype
Your humility is anything but modest like
Lobster sold two times its market price
Your hands are tied in this damn van of ancestry
There's no chance you can avoid your calamity
You're bound to end up like the rest of your family
Either regretful and alone or thin and frail just like Grammy

He's just trying to be different
He's just trying to be who no one else wants to be
He's trying to escape the apples
And be the apple that fell furthest from the tree

Grew up annoying his sister
Made jokes and pulled pranks just for
Kicks, began shopping at thrift stores
For flowery blazers so he stood out a bit more

He's just trying to be different
He's just trying to be who no one else wants to be
He's trying to escape the apples
And be the apple that fell furthest from the tree
He's trying to be different
He's just trying to be who no one else wants to be
He's trying to escape the apples
And be the apple that fell furthest from the tree