• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Fruit - Meat Puppets
• Fruit - Llama
• Fruit - Man Like Me
• Fruit - Hagfish

It's a swamp
Just a jungle
Tigers slipping through all the time
Snakes and alligators
Want to have a piece of what is mine
I don't pay
No attention
To the nastiness going down
Just above me
Within my reach
There's plenty of good things hanging 'round
Fruit on the vine
Ice water fountains
Fruit on the vine
Fruit on the vine
I reach up for an apple
I grab an orange by mistake
It don't mind, it's alright
In the jungle I get what I can take
Got a taste for
Watermelon
A taste for pomegranate too
Nevermind, I'll take a cherry
Any ripe and juicy one will do
My mouth is full
My face is messy
I'm feeling better with each bite
I take a break
For just a minute
But nothing satisfies

Well, you never know what the day may bring
?Cause tonight I'm dancing for the spring
What springs from your heart?
What rolls from the tip of your tongue?
First it blossoms then it falls as fruit for the young
The fruit for the young, yeah
But there's no time to waste
For there are songs we haven't sung
And none but us can taste
All the sweetness of the fruit for the young
Can you show me what darkness means
By opening my eyes I hook into this scene
And those who've gone before us are seen again
In the sparkle in the eyes of the children
Of those who once led the fruit of the dead
For the young, for the young
There's no time to waste
For there are songs we haven't sung
And none but us can taste
All the sweetness of fruit for the young
Well, you never know what the day may bring
?Cause tonight I'm dancing for the spring
What springs from your heart?
What rolls from the tip of your tongue?
First it blossoms then it falls as fruit for the young
The fruit for the young
The fruit for the young

A Man Likes Fruit
A Man Likes Fruit
Full Stop
Full Stop
Full Stop Can't stop.
Not to be rude
But I have issues with food
Excuse as I intrude
But I'm an obsessive compulsive who hates
Process they put on plates
Don't deep fry or bake
That's a great chique creator make
Don't trust cadburys
Don't trust dairylea
And whatever you do stay well clear of sunny D
Why don't you try fresh fruit
Organic Produce
Try GM Free milk with your tea
(Yeah I know what you're saying the organics more expensive but save those
Pennies save those pennies they've got a converter at sainsburys)
Roll up Roll up your b-b-brown paper bags
Roll up roll up your self packed fags
You roll up
(You roll up)
From a vending machine
And claim you got mugged off 'cause they only sold you sixteen (Sixteen)
When it comes to plums
They remind me of your mums
Too many will give you the runs
But if you don't want the runs ru-runs-runs
Try bananas
Don't argue with bananas
Take a break from your palava's or use it as a sexual toy with your partner
(OOH! )
What about london fruits?
What about British fruits?
What happened to pie and mash?
Wanna go to the Caff?
But my plumbs, they're so purple p-purple p-purple
Pies- They're just dead not alive.
Pears, I love my pears, they sort our vinegar squares
Hey, hey sample a baggins a baggins of apples
Not N-not for bein' spoilt
N-Not for being spoilt
You know what they say...
Roll up Roll up your b-b-brown paper bags
Roll up roll up your self packed fags
You roll up
(You roll up)
From a vending machine
And claim you got mugged off 'cause they only sold you sixteen (Sixteen)
Every Kind: Oranges, strawberrys cherry bananas, (Repeated fruits) Passion
Fruit...
What about london fruits?
What about British fruits?
What happened to pie and mash?
Wanna go to the Caff?
Wanna go to the caff?
Wanna go to the caff?
"Wanna Cup of tea with that love?
Ooh yeah please uhm, Milk and two sugars"
Roll up Roll up your b-b-brown paper bags
Roll up roll up your self packed fags
You roll up
(You roll up)
From a vending machine
And claim you got mugged off 'cause they only sold you sixteen (Sixteen)
Roll up Roll up your b-b-brown paper bags
Roll up roll up your self packed fags
You roll up
(You roll up)
From a vending machine

If I were gay
I'd see the world a different way
If I were gay
You'd look at me, but not that way
Politically, I'm incorrect
In every way
The church would like to
See me burn and call me names
Fruit, Fruit everywhere
It's in the way you shake your derriere
Fruit, Fruit all the way
So take your best friend and kiss him
Like you just don't care
Remove the she
Insert the he
The song's the same
And if you feel a little queer
Don't refrain
And lesbians
They are my friends, they are my friends
If I were lesbian