Rabbit Song
Paged upon the way, as he held his head straight.
Making plans, upon the favorite and their foes.
Turn to rest, as he stood upon his nest,
Taking chance upon a chest that beat him dry.
Keep my soul my head's not coming back.
Keep my soul my head's not coming back.
No i don't intend to be the fallen one,
I'll fight to keep them whole,
I've watched them a-dance upon the ceiling,
To complete their song.
It's not enough my friend to relegate,
Let's keep them on their toes,
Let's keep the bigots from their properties,
And the rabbits in their homes.
Oh, and all alone.
The rabbits in their homes.
Oh, and all alone.
The rabbits in their homes.
Oh, and all alone.
The rabbits in their homes.
Oh, and all alone.
Canción del Conejo
Caminando por el camino, con la cabeza en alto.
Haciendo planes, entre los favoritos y sus enemigos.
Descansando, mientras se paraba en su nido,
Tomando la oportunidad en un cofre que lo dejó seco.
Guarda mi alma, mi cabeza no volverá.
Guarda mi alma, mi cabeza no volverá.
No tengo la intención de ser el caído,
Lucharé por mantenerlos completos,
Los he visto bailar en el techo,
Para completar su canción.
No es suficiente, amigo, relegar,
Mantengámoslos alerta,
Mantengamos a los intolerantes lejos de sus propiedades,
Y a los conejos en sus hogares.
Oh, y completamente solos.
Los conejos en sus hogares.
Oh, y completamente solos.
Los conejos en sus hogares.
Oh, y completamente solos.
Los conejos en sus hogares.
Oh, y completamente solos.