[Verse 1] Great Horsey Champer Goldbraid
Pranced proudly in the garden villas with the Sun
Dipped diving with his horned onyx
Saddle shining in the black aped eyeballs of the gun

[Chorus 1] When the great apple falls
She’ll be queen of your halls

[Verse 2] Tall bowman from the burnt pastures
Saw Champer and he bowed ground kissing to his lord
Strange beastie from the legend lair
Sire, I can master with the aid of this skull powdered cord

[Chorus 2] When the great apple falls
She’ll be queen of your halls
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah

[Verse 3] Great Horsey Champer Goldbraid
Pranced proudly in the garden villas with the Sun
Dipped diving with his horned onyx
Saddle shining in the black aped eyeballs of the gun

[Chorus 3] When the great apple falls
She’ll be queen of your halls
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah