Sour Apple

Sour apple were you out of place
 Among the ones who had a sweeter taste
 I bet you wished that you were cherry red
 Or a pear, instead
 Of sour even through to your core
 And like the flower would have
 Changed his tune
 To be the one they wouldn't want to prune
 I know he'd like to kinda
 Strike a pose with a finer rose
 To save himself from certain demise
 I know what went wrong
 Love you waited on
 Turned out sour too
 Much more so than you
 (SOLO)
 The tower clock would have to hide his face
 If there's a second out of second place
 He's gotten rusty 'round the pendulum
 And he's feeling glum
 Tired of all the time on his hands
 I know what went wrong
 Love he waited on
 Turned out sour too
 Soured him like you