Dear Frog Man,
Please listen until you can hear no more
My life is a bore
Frankly, I can take no more
Sometimes I wish that there was a place
Everywhere I turned would be a smiling face
The faces would say "Hello my friend
How are you?"
No clouds would be brown
The sky would be blue
The fishies would fly
You and I would too
Most days I think
But sometimes I forget
My face will turn pink
Motherfucking bullshit
So, Frog Man, please let me know
Am I living too fast? Too slow?
I, for one, don't know