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

Punk / Metal/ Thrash