Skin the Rabbit
Dispatch Lyrics


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Aw we recognize, see it in your eyes
See it in your eyes, all the lies of the megaphone

We know who you are, we’re not very far
We’re not very far, we’re the cop and the criminal

Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit
There’s a lot of people saying that we’re grieving
About the track that we’re on
Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit
Makes you wonder about the faces and the aces that have crawled up the arm
Skin the rabbit, can you turn my gold to wine
Stone to stone, the needle and the eye

Oil in the sand, oil in the sand,
A gun in every hand and we die like the buffalo

Feel it in the dawn, feel it in the dawn,
Won't be very long, in the age of the methadone

Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit
There’s a lot of people saying that we’re grieving
About the track that we’re on
Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit
Makes you wonder about the faces and the aces that have crawled up the arm,
Skin the rabbit, can you turn my gold to wine
Stone to stone, the needle and the eye

Is there anyone else?
Is there anyone else?





Who can read my mind ‘cause it’s no longer mine

Overall Meaning

In "Skin the Rabbit" by Dispatch, the lyrics convey a sense of disillusionment and critique of the societal and political systems that manipulate and deceive the masses. The song begins by recognizing the lies and manipulation, symbolized by seeing it in someone's eyes. The line "we’re the cop and the criminal" suggests that even those in positions of authority are not far removed from those they condemn.


The repeated phrase "skin the rabbit" can be interpreted as a call to expose the truth and strip away the false façade. It implies the need to peel back the layers of deception and uncover the hidden realities. The reference to grieving and being on a track raises questions about the direction society is headed and the consequences of blindly following a predetermined path.


The mention of "oil in the sand, a gun in every hand" alludes to the destructive nature of power and control. It may refer to conflicts fueled by the quest for resources and the tragic loss of life that ensues. The phrase "we die like the buffalo" indicates the disregard for human life and the exploitation of nature.


The line "in the age of the methadone" suggests a numbing or addiction to a false sense of security or temporary relief from the harsh realities of life. The song questions the faces and aces (figures of authority) that have crawled up the arm, metaphorically representing how corruption and deception infiltrate society.


The closing lines "Is there anyone else? Who can read my mind ‘cause it’s no longer mine" express a feeling of isolation and loss of personal agency. It reflects a yearning for genuine connection and understanding in a world where the individual's thoughts and identity seem compromised.


Line by Line Meaning

Aw we recognize, see it in your eyes
We are aware and can perceive the truth just by looking into your eyes


See it in your eyes, all the lies of the megaphone
We can see through the false information and propaganda spread by those in power


We know who you are, we’re not very far
We understand your true identity, and we are not distant or disconnected from you


We’re not very far, we’re the cop and the criminal
We encompass both the enforcers of the law and those who break it


Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit
Expose the truth, reveal the hidden realities


There’s a lot of people saying that we’re grieving
Many accuse us of being sorrowful or mourning


About the track that we’re on
Concerning the path we are currently following


Makes you wonder about the faces and the aces that have crawled up the arm
It raises questions about the influential individuals and the skilled manipulators who have climbed their way to power


Skin the rabbit, can you turn my gold to wine
Uncover the hidden potential within me, transform my valuable assets into something even greater


Stone to stone, the needle and the eye
Even the smallest changes can have a profound impact, like the precise movement of a needle through the eye of a stone


Oil in the sand, oil in the sand
Symbolizing the presence of valuable resources in a seemingly worthless or chaotic environment


A gun in every hand and we die like the buffalo
With widespread possession of weapons, we meet a tragic fate similar to how the buffalo were decimated


Feel it in the dawn, feel it in the dawn
Sense the imminent change or transformation as a new day begins


Won't be very long, in the age of the methadone
The era of relying on temporary solutions and numbing our pain is approaching rapidly


Is there anyone else?
Are there any others who can understand?


Who can read my mind ‘cause it’s no longer mine
Because my thoughts and desires have been influenced or taken over by external forces




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Bradley Corrigan, Chad Urmston, Peter Heimbold

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Aw we recognize, see it in your eyes
See it in your eyes, all the lies of the megaphone
We know who you are, we're not very far
We're not very far, we're the cop and the criminal
Aw we recognize, aw we recognize
See it in your eyes, all the lies of the megaphone
We know who you are, we know who you are
We're not very far, we're the cop and the criminal
Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit
There's a lot of people saying that we're grieving about the track that we're on
Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit
Makes you wonder about the faces and the aces that have crawled up the arm
Skin the rabbit, can you turn my gold to wine?
Stone to stone, the needle and the eye
Oil in the sand, a gun in every hand
A gun in every hand and we die like the buffalo
Feel it in the dawn, won't be very long
Won't be very long, in the age of the methadone
Oil in the sand, oil in the sand
A gun in every hand and we die like the buffalo
Feel it in the dawn, feel it in the dawn
Won't be very long, in the age of the methadone
Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit
There's a lot of people saying that we're grieving about the track that we're on
Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit
Makes you wonder about the faces and the aces that have crawled up the arm
Skin the rabbit, can you turn my gold to wine?
Stone to stone, the needle and the eye
Is there anyone else?
Is there anyone else?
Is there anyone else who can
Who can read my mind
Who can read my mind
Who can read my mind 'cause it's no longer mine
Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit
There's a lot of people saying that we're grieving about the track that we're on
Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit
Makes you wonder about the faces and the aces that have crawled up the arm
Skin the rabbit, can you turn my gold to wine?
Stone to stone, the needle and the eye
Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit
There's a lot of people saying that we're grieving about the track that we're on
Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit
Makes you wonder about the faces and the aces that have crawled up the arm
Skin the rabbit, can you turn my gold to wine?
Stone to stone, the needle and the eye



All comments from YouTube:

DISPATCH

"Skin The Rabbit" is what Chad's dad used to say to his brothers, sister and him when they were kiddos. They'd all put their hands in the air so he could peel off their shirts before bath time. Now Skin the Rabbit takes a different aim in exposing the heart of corrupt leadership- both political and corporate- where power and greed have overwhelmed the voice of the people. Carrying the theme of the abuse of power, there are references to the Dakota Access Pipeline, gun violence, the opioid epidemic, and the killing of buffalo in the late 19th century.

The photo on the cover was taken this past December when Brad and photographer Brian Nevins were taking part in the protests at Standing Rock. The woman dressed in her tribal feathers and colors was carrying a chalice burning sage as an offering of peace and blessing. It was a total white out blizzard, 40 below zero with the wind chill, but her smile, courage, and sage offering gave strength and warmth to many. We are humbled to have her posture of generosity and forgiveness in part representing the message of this song.

Unlast 16

DISPATCH great song!
Me and my brother (we are both from germany) like your songs very much. Keep goin'

sparkdog 494

Thats deep

iBrews

love this song so much. can't get it out of my head. question-- did chad write (the first draft) of all the songs on this album? I know he's become the de facto band leader, but was just curious if any of the songs of the album started as Braddigan or Pete songs.

Harry M

Amazing to have your music coming out again, especially these days. It's a necessity to have Dispatch's sound and message when facing these troubling days. Thanks for this and can't wait for your album to come out, guys!

crash5444

Woo! This song hit me with an intense need to get up and dance. That was a great experience to have and I'm glad you guys gave that to me. Keep up the great work, loving the new music, and this promotes a noble cause.

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Josh Cleek

This is one of the best blends of Dispatch and State Radio's similar-yet-disparate styles I've ever heard. LOVE THIS SO MUCH!

Tasheeta

AMEN. Loving the harder, punkier SR vibes!

Vick Fichtner

Perfect song (it`s the 6th time I hear it on repeat) and this video... Just genius! Simple but amazing! Wow guys, well done, once again!!!

Brad Fuerst

I dig it. It'll be interesting to hear this live without all the production put into this version.

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