Under the Rabbit - The Bronx

Consider yourself warned

The last one born is the first one torn

And there’s a fluid exchange between the sick and the strange

And there’s a space in the wall for the rats to crawl

There’s a conflict in the concrete

I fear the war, not my fate

And there’s a rumor of bodies buried under the floor

And paranoia’s a revolving door

Stab slowly and let it die

This is the best life my money can buy

Under the fault line, under the rabbit

Beginner’s luck became a creature of habit

Stab slowly and let it die

This is the best life my money can buy

Under the fault line, under the rabbit

Beginner’s luck became a creature of habit

Blind hands are impulsive so consider yourself lucky to live

Considering that you’ve got nothing to give

There’s a theory of death between the man and the stars

And there’s a circle of debt around the proud and the poor

But everybody wants more

We were taught to make them wait

To let them deliberate

Study and destroy

Stab slowly and let it die

This is the best life my money can buy

Under the fault line, under the rabbit

Beginner’s luck became a creature of habit

Stab slowly and let it die

This is the best life my money can buy

Under the fault line, under the rabbit

Beginner’s luck became a creature of habit

Under the rabbit

Under the rabbit

Under the rabbit