[Verse 1]
Sent away to have my head checked
No more playing in the sand
Frogs are leaping off my brain stem
They don't seem to understand
[Verse 2]
Roadside blurs against a big bus
Face is slouched against the glass
I am headed for a cleansing
In a room without a bath
[Chorus]
Didn't it seem kind of silly?
The way the doctors carried on, so uptight
[Verse 3]
It's not bad being so distant
I can live inside the gap
Frogs are hopping off my brain stem
So excited to be sane
[Chorus]
Didn't it seem kind of silly?
The way the doctors carried on, so
Now that I've become a monster to them
I'll have to keep their fear turned on all night long
[Outro]
I've gone away to have my head checked
I guess I need to have it looked at
I've gone away to have my head checked
I guess I need to have it looked at
I've gone away to have my head checked
I guess I need to have it looked at
I've gone away to have my head checked
I guess I need to have it looked at
I've gone away to have my head checked (so long)
I guess I need to have it looked at (so long)
I've gone away to have my head checked (so long)
I guess I need to have it looked at (so long)
Frogs was written by Greg Edwards & Ken Andrews.
Frogs was produced by Failure.