Cover picture w/o text © National Geographic

Recorded on an iPhone and messed around with in Reaper

Lyrics

"Phelps, get back to work!"
A voice tersely says
As Frogman opens his eyes
He files balance sheets
As he dreams of catching flies
And softly croaks
By the oaks
Where Debby from accounts said three words and cried
And Frogman said...

"Oh, woe is me!"
"Is life just swimming upstream?"
"Are the tadpoles of today as ambivalent as they seem?"
"Absorbed in LiliPads, and consumed by next-pond dreams"
"Keep me clean"
"Keep me sane"
"I'm strung out on frog-cocaine"
"And lord knows, it wouldn't be the first time"

Friday, he got wasted
Got talked up by some guy 
who totally got the wrong idea
Frog chicks and dudes look the same
But the difference is clear
You could taste it
Just face it
Frog-life ain't as good as it first appeared
And Frogman said...


Frogman Phelps (iPhone Demo)

Shitty pop music of the amphibian persuasion