Rabbit Song
Paged upon the way, as he held his head straight.
Making plans, upon the favourite 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.
Now 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,
Let's keep 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
Llamado en el camino, mientras sostenía la cabeza recta
Haciendo planes, sobre los favoritos y sus enemigos
Vuélvese a descansar, mientras se paraba sobre su nido
Aprovechando un cofre que lo dejó seco
Mantén mi alma, mi cabeza no va a volver
Mantén mi alma, mi cabeza no va a volver
Ahora no pretendo ser el caído
Lucharé para mantenerlos enteros
Los he visto bailar en el techo
Para completar su canción
No es suficiente mi amigo para relegar
Vamos a mantenerlos en sus dedos de pie
Mantengamos a los fanáticos de sus propiedades
Mantengamos a los conejos en sus casas
Oh, y solo
Los conejos en sus casas
Oh, y solo
Los conejos en sus casas
Oh, y solo
Los conejos en sus casas
Oh, y solo