Presidents Of The USA
Froggie
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Rolling Stone magazine... sucked him dry and made him king
Froggie let rip with a big burp and
Mick Jagger kissin' froggie's lips... studying films of froggie's hips
His eyes are closed cause he's off in a world of ecstacy
Where froggie folks get the froggie scene and
Watch him jump!
The rocker doctor came downtown to write perscriptions by the pound
And froggie spread it all around
Got 50 000 in his flock
He plays arena animal rock
He can barely stand up straight but somehow he does
Make his way directly to the front of the stage and
Watch him jump!
The show is over... the band is gone... the crowd is gone...
His girlfriend's gone.. his make-up's all been sweated off and
He's all alone...
He goes to fill that one last perscription...
The one with the deadly description...
He swallows it down...
His brain explodes... his eyes implode... his tiny heart goes peuny
Pop...
His shiny legs refuse to hop and he floats on down...
To a burning place... he looks around... for a friendly face...
The band is there patiently waitin' for froggie's brand new sonic
Creation
He starts to ribbit... starts to kick it
Rolling Stone magazine made him cry and missed the king
Froggie let rip with a big burp and
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Rolling Stone magazine... sucked him dry and made him king
Froggie let rip with a big burp and
Mick Jagger kissin' froggie's lips... studying films of froggie's hips
His eyes are closed cause he's off in a world of ecstacy
Where froggie folks get the froggie scene and
Watch him jump!
The rocker doctor came downtown to write perscriptions by the pound
And froggie spread it all around
Got 50 000 in his flock
He plays arena animal rock
He can barely stand up straight but somehow he does
Make his way directly to the front of the stage and
Watch him jump!
The show is over... the band is gone... the crowd is gone...
His girlfriend's gone.. his make-up's all been sweated off and
He's all alone...
He goes to fill that one last perscription...
The one with the deadly description...
He swallows it down...
His brain explodes... his eyes implode... his tiny heart goes peuny
Pop...
His shiny legs refuse to hop and he floats on down...
To a burning place... he looks around... for a friendly face...
The band is there patiently waitin' for froggie's brand new sonic
Creation
He starts to ribbit... starts to kick it
Rolling Stone magazine made him cry and missed the king
Froggie let rip with a big burp and
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day