the grey frogs wake up

 

The rain from the sky

Dropping down to cry

Leaving long traces of tears

Learning the fools don't try

They are happy following behind

Live in the cocoon shelves to blind

Thinking they have good job try

Forget about nation but their own kind

The grey frogs wake up

Watch the rising tides

Time to frog again

The season to get the gains

But the contracts hold them

There will be payment to settle

Running from $10M to $100M

If the frogs want to switch camps

The grey frogs

Now they can forget

They may try a different game

Though they are afraid of their shame