Leaves in the trees how they rustle and shuffle and die Shading the scene where my bunny shall meet his demise Nail and a string is the thing to have his hide Needed a friend and he found the sweetest kind Well, limbs seem to float where they please Birds I can't see pulling at my sleeves Right hand to god Left pointed eas Thrown across my chest Only holding me I kiss with my eyes open Wishing and hoping that... Further and further my rabbit goes As he falls deeper into his hole Pull me another jar from the shelf Don't you know rabbits dig graves for themselves? Hair in the snare, how it struggles and wriggles and writhes Did all I could do to keep my rabbit alive Tend to it, fend for its healthy mind Needed a friend and he found the sweetest kind (Well, you know what I'd do?) Limbs seem to float where they please Birds I can't see pulling at my sleeves Right hand to god Left pointed east Thrown across my chest Only holding me I kiss with my eyes open Wishing and hoping that... Further and further my rabbit goes As he falls deeper into his hole Pull me another jar from the shelf Don't you know rabbits dig graves for themselves? Bunny honey, make money, honey Bunny honey, oh no no no Further and further my rabbit goes As he falls deeper into his hole Pull me another jar from the shelf Don't you know rabbits dig graves for themselves? Bunny honey, make money, honey Bunny honey, oh no no no