Boy & Bear Rabbit Song
aged upon the way as he held his head strait
making plans on the favoured and their folk
tome to rest as he stood upon his nest
taking chance upon a chest that beating jive
i keep my sould my heads not coming back
keep my soul my heads not coming back
no i don't intend to keep a falling knife
i fight to keep them home not to watch them dance upon
the ceiling to compete their song.
it's not enough my friend renagade
lets keep them on their toes lets keep the biggots from
their bones
their tears and the rabits from their holes
the rabbits in their holes
the rabbits in their holes
the rabbits in their home
