Verse 1 They said, “Suit up, patriots, the battle’s begun— The frogs are marchin’ under no-king sun.” From Portland down to Baton Rouge, It’s green nylon justice and inflatable rouge. They waddle for freedom, hop for the cause, And breathe through a fan with rechargeable flaws. Chorus 🎶 Join the Frog-Front Brigade, my friend, Where satire’s the weapon we proudly defend. They call us ANTIFA, they call us insane, But we’re just sweaty toads in the acid rain. Get your costume now, make tyranny shake— We’re ribbitin’ rebels for liberty’s sake! 🎶 Verse 2 Now the Big Orange King on the White House lawn Declared the frogs “terrorists before dawn.” “Engage with gigs!” the soldiers read, “Shoot on sight if the frog turns red!” CNN cut live to a field of foam, Where the Army played whack-a-toad with a patriotic tone. Chorus 🎶 Join the Frog-Front Brigade, stand tall, Our suits are ridiculous, our spirits not small. The generals laughed, the crowd went wild, The Republic croaked and the cameras smiled. So puff your chest, inflate your pride, And hop with the heroes they can’t deride! 🎶 Bridge We got frog moms, frog dads, frog teens, frog vets, Hoppin’ for rights and unpaid debts. The Secret Service brought bug spray cans, The frogs brought humor and marching bands. No kings, no crowns, no fascist fog, Just a thousand souls in a thousand frogs. Verse 3 Now Walmart’s sold out, Amazon’s banned, The costume cartel’s supply’s been scanned. The FBI’s watchin’ every checkout beep, “Domestic ribbit cell, three frogs deep!” But satire’s the anthem, laughter’s the creed, And absurdity’s the freedom this country needs. Final Chorus 🎶 Join the Frog-Front Brigade tonight, Where comedy’s courage and parody’s right. They can ban the costumes, seize the stage, But truth still hops out of every cage. So ribbit proud, resist the crown, We’re the amphibian army that won’t back down! 🎶 Tag (Spoken over fading guitar and kazoo) “Attention all units — we’ve got a bogey at six o’clock… Correction: it’s a toad with a sign that says ‘Democracy Rocks.’ Deploy the gigs. Over.
