[Verse 1] Bad apples Don’t fall far from the tree That’s what the judge told me With his tie all crooked Eyes on my old man RPMs rippin’ eight thousand As we blow through another red Small towns blur into splinters White lines rattlin’ in my head [Pre-Chorus] Just me and my brother And our best friend Jim beam, He’s never more than an arm’s length Always ridin’ the edge with us (to drunk to drive) [Chorus] Hit the curve Keep the motor pullin’ Third gear We ain’t ever coolin’ Daddy said “Kid Don’t you ever show fear” Bad apples Born to spin out Wrong road, JOHN But we’re never turnin’ round We just laugh as the world disappears Bad apples in third gear [Verse 2] Bad decisions We’ve made more than a few Can’t remember all their names now But the last one Man he sure was cute Lipstick stains on HIS dashboard HIS phone still ringin’ in my coat he said “GIRL" You’re trouble on purpose” Then he climbed in and slammed the door (hey!) [Pre-Chorus] Just me and my brother And our best friend Jim beam If there’s a line We cross it With a crooked little half-grin(what the Hell we doing here) [Chorus] Hit the curve Keep the motor pullin’ Third gear We ain’t ever coolin’ Daddy said “Kid Don’t you ever show fear” Bad apples Born to spin out Wrong road But we’re never turnin’ round We just laugh as the world disappears Bad apples in third gear(ya! ain't that right jon) [Bridge] Skid marks on our history Burned rubber on our youth We ain’t prayin’ for mercy We’re just prayin’ we don’t lose [Chorus] Hit the curve Keep the motor pullin’ Third gear We ain’t ever coolin’ Daddy said “Kid Don’t you ever show fear” Bad apples Born to spin out Wrong road But we’re never turnin’ round We just laugh as the world disappears Bad apples in third gear Bad apples in third gear (jim beam is our friend)
