Frogs on the Highway Songtext
von Gumshoes

God complained, and so we rained in fury
On the windshield of the king′s delivery boy
A scrawled scroll says rome will fall someday
So un-invest!
He heads lead-footed when he puts the wheel away
I guess we're headed west!
And in a snare we′ll share the road
Frogs on the highway, take me home!


The brakes are clipped, and so we slip in inches
While trying not to fly behind the plates
They don't slow for omens, not for you nor I
Nor the locust breeze!
The world is blurry in the moving eye
We move hopelessly!
The hope that we don't croak alone
Frogs on the highway, take me home!

How do I look pressed to the glass?
Well perhaps I shouldn′t′ve asked

But god is on the line
Cause I called ahead of time
Said I'm headed for Rome
Frogs on the highway, take me home!