I am just a small bun but my story must be told
How I’ve had a sad existence and that all I’ve ever seen are broken promises
I’m not impressed as they just see what they want to see and disregard the rest
When I left the warmth of my family I was no more than a kit
In the company of 2-foots, in the chaos of the pet shop never been so scared
Lying low, seeking out the darkest corners where the fearful bunnies go
Looking for the places only they would know Lie la lie……etc…..
But some 2-foots came and took me though it seemed they didn’t care
‘Cause they never came and played with me they just brought my food to me and left it
I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome that I’d just sit and stare
Now I’m lying in the winter cold and wishing I was warm and at home
Where my mother and my brothers would be warming me making me feel at home
In the hutch there sits a bunster he’s a rabbit unafraid and he’s carried the reminder
Of every time he shivered in his anger and his pain
Please release me come and see me but the cage it still remains Lie la lie…. Etc….