[Verse 1]
Well, he's a toad boy in a walrus skin
Been told too many times
Swimmin's made for fins
So he traded all the lies
A hundred pounds for flies
Said goodbye to the baggy skin
Freezing cold, the calfs for kin

[Verse 2]
He swum with legs
That had a different grace about them
Through the haze
A whip-like tongue for prey about them
Pad to play
And all new friends amphibian
Clean face, no shave
A better life he's livin' in

(Oh-ohoh-ohoh...)

[Verse 3]
Until the farmer came
And he found himself a falconer to
Take away predators likе me
And make marmalade
Of all our hopеs and dreams
Not made for television screens
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