This news about Bugs may come as a shock
Well, he formed a band called ''What's Up Doc''.
Thrash Metal, they played, and very loud.
Of his big ''belter'' voice, Bugs was extremely proud.
He'd rock on stage, give it all he had;
Crowd-surf every night, yeah, he was mad.
He'd do a few lines in the hotel suite,
Then invite all the babes back for rabbit meat.
As it was expected, he'd trash the room;
Open the window, send the TV to its doom;
Smash all the artwork and rip up the sheets;
Even steal the bathrobes, the shampoo and the sweets.
His old pal Daffy, who played bass in the band,
Was found stone dead with a note in his hand,
Saying ''Bugs made me do it, in a suicide pact''.
But sadly, the scoundrel did not join in the act.
Sadly this lifestyle could never last,
And tragic Bugs met a figure from his past.
This old guy was a creature of habit -
Elmer Fudd was huntin' wockin' wabbit.
He stalked Bugs daily till he tracked him down
And shot him in a nightclub on the edge of town.
Elmer raised a glass, then took out his smokes,
And said, ''Here's to Daffy. That's all, folks!''