Bunny: 0-0 - she seemed nervous- well- uh- heh- um- th-thanks
Me: *keeps singing*
There will come a ruler
Whose brow is laid in thorn
Smeared with oil like David's boy, o lei o lai o lord
O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord
Smeared with oil like David's boy, o lei o lai o lord
(if there is anything religous in this song than i didnt know becuz i dont belive in much of that)