Going home.

I'm going home
To have a Gaye old time
(Forgive me, Father
You've done me in).

Hare I am,
With one sad cottontale
Of a garden and a grizzly
And a farmer too like me.

When I was a little one
My farmer said to me
"You run along, I'll tend the patch
You'll be alright, you'll see."

So I ventured from the house
Of the farmer gave birth to me
And outside in the garden
A bear was what I seen.

A bear it was, a big ole bear
Large and mad and mean,
But I was just a little thing
Didn't mean a thing to me.

The bear, he tried to pat my head,
But his claws, they drew my blood.
Painted him a picture
That I could see for good.

Then the bear took me aside
And "Rabbit" he then said,
"You're a cute, annoying thing,
I'll live to see you dead."

Then the farmer saw the bear,
And, shuddering with fear,
Said "Bear, you stop this nonsense now
You get on out of here."

But the bear, he liked his home
So he threatened to leave,
And the farmer thought twas better
To bear than to bereft.

So the bear lived in the garden,
I cowered in my hole,
And the farmer never quite got round
To saving me.

Unbearable affronts.
This tale ain't bunny, honey.
A grizzly situation.
I've rabbit up to hare.

I used to sleep next to the bear,
For I was fraid of darks.
But now what I'm most fraid of
Is bears.

Now, when I go out my hole,
I dress up like a fox
So people see a clever thing
Instead of rabbit.

But I ain't no fox.
I a rabbit.
With a bear outside my hole.
I'm afraid and that is what I am.

I wish I had some creature
To fight the bear for me
But when I make my timid call
No creature do I see.

It'd be nice, cause rabbits
They soft and warm and
Love you if you kind,
But people don't want bunnies.

People want dogs that bite
To bone
And cats that fight with words
Of blood and hurt
And pigs that want more mroe mor
Mo mero mreo more
And goats that eat you house and home
And family and friends and future and
And cows that chew cud before they
Don't do what they's wanted to do
Adn hors that
And wolves that howl howl bite fight strong
For you
They's strong, but they's against you too
And
And
And
And people don't want bunnies.

Them wounds, they get infected
Cause you ain't no chew toy, darlin'
But you sure could fool me,
Could fool a bunny with a mask.

I's a little bunny
Hiding from a bear
And cryin' for I'm

Going home.