Testo di Green Apples

I really don't like the taste Of all those green apples They don't seem to go away I am tired of seeing All of those green apples I run into everyday They are the cause of my troubles and pain They are the reason for the wind and rain I wish they all were dead Why can't I just paint them red I really don't like the taste Of all those green apples They don't seem to go away I am tired of seeing All of those green apples I run into everyday They are the cause of my troubles and pain They are the reason for the wind and rain I wish they all were dead Why can't I just paint them red