If the froggy come up

A-with his satchel in his hand,

Then he reach in the front

And dump a mile of sand

Across the rug, along the hall

Up to the umbrella stand

That you've been watchin' all the time

Watchin' all the time



And if a forest grows up

From the dirt on the floor,

That the frog with the satchel

Had just dumped beside the door

You're just startin' to get worried,

You ain't going out no more

And it's confusin' to your mind-



Just consider this:

You can be scared when it gets too real

You can be scared when it gets too real

But you should be diggin' it

While it's happening

(Yes! You should be diggin' it while it's happening!)

'Cause it just might be a one-shot deal



You can be lost

And you can wanna be found

But keep an eye on that frog

Whenever he jump around

Just keep a-watchin' him

You oughta be watchin' him

Just keep a-watchin' him

You wanna be askin' him

(And see if he's brought along a little bag for you, rant!)