Lyrics:
Well, my senses are sharpenedI'm half in the bagI got a Cheshire smile andA five cent rag.Day of the jackalopeAbandon all ye faithfulAbandon all ye hopeAbandon all ye faithfulIt's the day of the jackalopeWell, I heard about your problemsWith your old manWell, he's a non-issueAs fast as I canDay of the jackalopeAbandon all ye peopleAbandon all ye hopeAbandon all ye peopleIt's the day of the jackalopeWell, the leaves blow in circlesIn my footstepsLike the mouth of a riverI have no regretsDay of the jackalopeAbandon all ye peopleAbandon all ye hopeAbandon all ye peopleIt's the day of the jackalope