In an abandoned ware house with no lights just shadows and soon no rabbits. The purpose of the event was to pass the torch. From one generation of heavy metal to the next. And their lied...in his black leather hunting outfit with shotgun guitar with spikes coming out of it, Ozzie Fudd the Rabbit Slayer!
In the dead of night
A shimmewin' wight
Gweem of a bwade
And dah devew was paid
When dah axe comes down
A chiwin' sound
Steel hits da head
Anothaw wabbit's dead
I'm a wabbit swayer
A guitaw pwayaw
With a nasty habbit
Kill dah wabbit!!! (hah hah hah)
AhhhaahooOhhh
I'm a mean mistweetah
A wabbit feastah
And I pwedict
A bwoody Eastaw
A scuwowing shadow
And dah shadow was dis wabbit
And dah night air echoes
Kill dah wabbit!!!
Kill dah wabbit!!!
Kill dah wabbit!!!
Kill dah wabbit!!!
Kill dah wabbit!!!
Kill dah wabbit!!!
Kill dah wabbit!!!
Kill dah wabbit!!!
Ohhhh...and dayah won't be any mow wabbits awound
No mow Wodgah Wabbit
No mow Petah Wabbit
And no mow Pwayboy Bunny Wabbits!
Ah ha ha ha ha
Be vewy vewy cawafo
Translated:
In the dead of night
A shimmerin' light
Gleam of a blade
And the devil was paid
When the axe comes down
A chilling sound
Steel hits the head
Another rabbit's dead
I'm a rabbit slayer
A guitar player
With a nasty habit
Kill the rabbit!!!
AhhhaahooOhhh
Be very very quiet!
I'm lookin' for rabbits...
I'm a mean mistreater
A rabbit feaster
And I predict
A bloody Easter
A scurrying shadow
And the shadow was this rabbit
And the night air echoes
Kill the rabbit!!!
Kill the rabbit!!!
Kill the rabbit!!!
Kill the rabbit!!!
Kill the rabbit!!!
Kill the rabbit!!!
Kill the rabbit!!!
Ohhhh...and there won't be any more rabbits around
No more Roge
