The Frogs

(Verse 1)

Green suits on, croak in sync

Jump the fence, don’t even blink

Webbed gloves, bug-eyed stare

Ribbit loud — we’re everywhere

ICE on the roof, locked and loaded

But we’re amphibians, truth-coated

They aim at laughter, miss the point

We leap through chaos, joint by joint

(Chorus)

We are the frogs — in neon revolt

Croaking truth with every jolt

We are the frogs — absurd and loud

Mocking power, drawing crowds

(Verse 2)

Detention walls, cold and gray

We hop the line, we steal the day

Signs in slime, chants in code

They can’t decode this overload

They call us freaks, we call it art

A ribbit’s sharper than a dart

They fear the mask, they fear the song

Because it shows what’s really wrong

(Chorus)

We are the frogs — in neon revolt

Croaking truth with every jolt

We are the frogs — absurd and loud

Mocking power, drawing crowds

(Bridge)

Camouflage of chaos, satire in skin

We leap for justice, we leap to win

No guns, no hate, just croaks and flair

But every ribbit shakes the air

(Final Chorus)

We are the frogs — the joke’s on you

Truth in slime, rebellion too

We are the frogs — and we won’t croak

Till every cage is split and broke