🐸𝒵𝒵 𝒮𝓌𝒶𝓂𝓅🐸

[Intro: Heavy, distorted guitar riff, slow and bluesy, punctuated by the sound of a deep, guttural croak] (Verse 1) Well, I got a pad down in the cypress knee Where the water’s black and the air is thick as tea I don’t need no fancy clothes or a golden crown I’m the toughest, meanest hopper in this whole damn town They look at my skin and they start to sneer But they don’t know the power that’s hiding here I’m a neon-green shadow in the midnight mist With a tongue like a whip and a lethal twist! (Chorus) Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit, yeah, that’s my call I’m the king of the muck, I’m the lord of it all They say it ain’t easy being green, that’s a lie I’m a swamp-born legend, watch the dragonflies fly Yeah, ribbit, ribbit, keep your distance, son ‘Cause this green machine has only just begun! (Verse 2) I’ve seen the gators blink and the herons stall When I let out a croak that shakes the canyon wall I eat the beetles, I eat the flies I see the fear reflected in the water-moccasin’s eyes You want a piece of the action? You want a piece of the soul? Better watch your step near my muddy hole I’m cold-blooded, baby, but my heart is fire I’m the swamp-rock king, climbing higher and higher! [Instrumental Solo: Gritty, slide-guitar heavy, echoing the swampy atmosphere of the deep South] (Chorus) Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit, yeah, that’s my call I’m the king of the muck, I’m the lord of it all They say it ain’t easy being green, that’s a lie I’m a swamp-born legend, watch the dragonflies fly Yeah, ribbit, ribbit, keep your distance, son ‘Cause this green machine has only just begun! [Epic Outro: Drums pounding like a heartbeat, guitar feedback fading into the sound of crickets and a final, thunderous, bass-heavy croak]