Hall of Frogs

[Verse] Mateo in his hall of frogs Live frogs dead frogs on the ground Chairs are frogs tables are frogs Plays his frog flute high and loud [Verse 2] Ribbit echoes through the air Slimy bodies everywhere Croaking night croaking day As Mateo starts to play [Chorus] Frog song fills the empty space Hopping rhythms frantic pace Flute notes mix with froggy croaks Hall of frogs Mateo's cloak [Bridge] Green and brown a froggy stream Reality like a fever dream Cold eyes staring lifeless still Mateo's tune a pending thrill [Verse 3] Slimy dancers on the floor Frog feet tapping evermore Melody a twisted sound Frogs alive and frogs unbound [Verse 4] Mateo whispers through the tune Underneath a glowing moon Lives within this hopping crowd Among the frogs he stands so proud