Frog and Bucket Lyrics

Nothing in a name

We could be named Mud

Look at the blood on the lilypads

Peas in a pod what

They won't know our name

We can do the good stuff

Come down to the pond girl

You're really starting to look rough

Charm me, where to begin

Arm me, trip through my skin

Charm me, where to begin

Arm me, trip through my skin

Charm me, where to begin

Arm me, trip through my skin

Charm me, where to begin

Arm me, trip through my skin

Coming from an egg

Shit into a pond

Then I grow a tail

Like a magic wand

Then I grow a leg

Then I grow another

Then before long

I'm a frog motherfucker

Hopping all around in the swamp cuz I'm fly

Cuz you are what you eat and you eat til you die

And you die in your sleep by a hawk and its beak

And you realize all the sudden that your life never peaked

And your dead frog meat in a stream in Nantucket

And you bleed out slow into the mouth of a bucket

And your dead frog meat in a stream in Nantucket

And you bleed out slow into the mouth of a bucket

In the mouth of a bucket

In the mouth of a bucket

In the mouth of a bucket

I came up for air and you weren't there

I wondered why my whole life