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The Bunny Tunes Vote

Here it is, at last, the Hoppy-tune-itty to vote for the winner of the Bunny Camp News Bunny Tunes Competition. If you click on the link above the lyrics for each song, you will be able to hear the song in question. Good eh?

We are limiting the votes so that each burrow can only vote once, plus you can't vote for your own song. Please let me have all of your votes by 20th April.

Love Cedric.

Bunnyslave Blues.wma

Bunnyslave Blues

(Loopy “Eddie Cochran” Wheeler)

Well I'm gonna bite my two-foot And I'm gonna raise him holler

About waitin’ five minutes Till the two foot brought my supper

Well, I went to the two foot Who serves me me

He said, "No, dice, bun I had to work-a-late"

Sometime I wonder What I'm gonnna chew There ain't no cure For the bunnyslave blues

Well, I told my bunny slaves that I want a girly bunny

And I wanna use the lawn to go Hoppin’ next Sunday

Well, they didn’t mow the lawn they tol’ me they was sick

They said, "You can't use the lawn 'Cause we are very thick"

Sometime I wonder Where I'm gonnna poo There ain't no cure For the bunnytime blues

Gonna save some show bunnies Give them all a fine vacation

Gonna take our problems To the United Nations

Well, I went to my congressman He sent me back a note

It said, "I''d like to help you, bun But bunnys cant vote"

Sometime I wonder Which carpets nice to chew There ain't no cure For those bunnyslave blues

Now I gonna bite the teenager And I’m gonna chew his wellies

Coz he wont put on the light up box So I can watch the telly

I went to the teenager And told him true “Let me watch the Simpsons Or the cable gets chewed”

Sometimes I wonder if I’d Why these two-foots are so rude There ain't no cure For those bunnyslave blues

Now there ain't no cure For the bunnyslave blues Now there ain't no cure For the bunnyslave blues


buns.wma

(You gotta have) Buns

(Jazz & Ollie)

 

Well I guess it would be nice

If everybun could have a home,

I know not everybun has got, has got a home like me

You don’t have to think twice,

Before you give your heart away,

To a bun who needs a place to stay, where the love is free.

 

Oh but they need a 2-foot with good emotions,

Who won’t pick them up off of the floor

And when they treat them kindly and with such devotion,

Well it takes a strong bun, baby, to ask for something more

 

Cause you gotta have buns,

Mmm, you gotta have buns,

Cause you gotta have buns, buns

Mmm, you gotta have buns, a-buns, a-buns.

 

2-foots – you know they’re asking you to stay,

Saying ‘Please, please, please don’t turn away’

You say we’ll soon be old news,

Maybe – you mean every word you say,

Can’t help but think of yesterday

And another one who turned away and gave up on them too.

 

Before this river becomes an ocean,

Before you throw the buns back out the door,

Please reconsider your foolish notion,

Well they need someone to love them and they’ll wait for something more

 

Yes, you gotta have buns,

Mmm, you gotta have buns

Cause you gotta have buns, buns,

Mmm, cause you gotta have buns, buns, buns.  Etc….




strange hares in the night.wma

Strange Hares in the Night
By Mr Fritz

Strange-hares in the night exchanging glances
Hopping in the night
What were the chances we'd be bonded buns
before the night was through.

Something in your eyes was so inviting,
Something about your ears was so exciting,
Something in my heart
Told me you loved me too.

Strange-hares in the night, two lonely bunnies
We were strange-hares in the night
Up to the moment
When we thumped our first hello,
Little did we know
Love was just a glance away,
A warm enchanting trance away and-

Ever since that night we've been together
Hopping in the night, we'll hop forever,
It turned out so right,
For strange-hares in the night.

this bun.wma

This Bun (RingoBun’s Theme)



This bun lived in a backyard
Life was sooo hard
For this bun who wanted to be loved

This bun was left in a car park
Where it was scary and dark
Oh, this bun who wanted to be loved

Oh and this bun is now happy
just be loved and to be inside
And this bun is so happy
‘cause he can play and run and hide

Oh, this bun is now a house bun
He can binkie and have fun
And this bun loves his new family

This bun
This bun

bunny lane.wma

Bunny Lane

(by Merry)


Bunny Lane there is a place I call a garden
I love to nibble its grasses all the day
And it’s just a great place to play
Today and every day
Anyway,

In the corner sits a bunny with a bit of hay
The carpet sometimes tickling her back
And she always has quite the knack
For binkie play
Everyday

Bunny Lane is in my ears and in my nose
watch the bucks playing with the does
hopping,
Meanwhile back

Back in Bunny Lane there is a rex with an itchy ear
He likes to scratch his bunny ears all the day
And if you want to hop and play
He’ll say go away
‘til later that day

Bunny Lane is in my ears and in my nose
watch the bucks playing with the does
hopping,
Meanwhile back

Back in Bunny Lane a Dutch is running wildly
chasing his buddy down the hall
and the 2-foots all try to call
so there is no brawl
down the hall

Bunny Lane is in my ears and in my nose
watch the bucks playing with the does
hopping,
Meanwhile back

Bunny Lane is in my ears and in my nose
watch the bucks playing with the does
hopping,
Bunny Lane