The pond of frogs
They hop and croak
They can't decide
Which way to jump
One party to another
Smell the aroma of wealth
Smell the beats of power
The pond of frogs jump
The big greedy eyes
The party of frogs
Out of the pond
Change into kleptocrats
The changing scenes
The heady world of wealth
The beats of power flow
The jumping frogs dance
But the under current flows
The pond of frogs can't decide
Race through or against it?
They can't decide
The beats carry on
The jumping frogs feel the worst
They are trying to jump again
When the heat is piling up in the heads
The pond of frogs
Croaking out in the heavy rain
Wishing everyday is a Sunday
But frogs aren't a permanent base
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