Froggy Window Lyrics

Plip plop, go a matter of drops

Paying close attention to H2O's reflection on

The window, the canvas

The rain, the paint, with the windowsill, their guard

Water makes its way based on the artist, the wind's say

And the amount of drips involved

From the inside we watch

Their confusing execution and cavernous crawl

After a few slick turns and quick stops

Rivers are portrayed like a tangled rope of slip knots

Some beads proliferate

While others dissipate and soon dissolve

Moving in closer, we begin to contemplate

Did nature just create patterns for us to solve

Our breath condensates upon the windowpane

So we spell our name with a greasy palm

From the start of the raining, we're a part of this painting

Equally artists involved

Mesmerized by the causeways

Reflections of webbed feet soon become the cost paid

Within throws of the fog

Green skin starts to glow, fingertips grow enlarged

Soon each breath we take finds a timely escape

And formulates the shape of frogs, anyway

Hip hop, goes the amphibian's walk

Minding his own, traversing the pond

Searching for a mate at a stepping-stones pace

Hopping lily pad to pod

Tick tock, go the hands of the clock

As a past unsolved remains in his thoughts

Hickory, dickory, dock

Oh, how quickly we evolve with such wizardry involved

Hip hop, goes the amphibian's walk

Residing alone, submerged in his pond

Happy in his place, keeping his own pace

Not bouncing from pad to pod

Tick tock, go the hands of the clock

Might be time to move on but he thinks not

Hickory, dickory, dock

Oh, how stubborn we evolve with such misery involved

He goes a hip, hip, hop

He goes a hip, hip, hop

Time goes a tick, tick, tock

It goes a tick, tick, tock

He goes a hip, hip, hop

He goes a hip, hip, hop

Time goes a tick, tick, tock as he hip, hip, hops

Time goes a tick, tick, tock

Until the clock's ticks stop