Track Title:               Frogs
Album Title:               Alice In Chains (Tripod)
Prime Artist:              Alice in Chains

Lyrics by:                 Layne Staley
Music by:                  Alice in Chains
Producer:                  Toby Wright
Producer:                  Alice in Chains

What does friend mean to you?
A word so wrongfully abused
Are you like me, confused
All included but you

The sounds of silence often soothe
Shapes and colors shift with mood
Pupils widen and change their hue
Rapid brown avoid clear blue

Why's it have to be this way
Be this way

Flowers watched through wide
brown eyes
A child sings an unclaimed tune
Innocence spins cold cocoon
Grow to see the pain too soon

     "At 7 am on a Tuesday, in August ...
     Next week I turn 28...
     I'm still young, it'll be me...
     Off the wall I scrape... you...
     I gotta wake... show me you're irate
     I took my fate...
     Date, fate...
     Never gonna fuck with me again...
     Don't fuck with me again...
     That one goes out straight to you

     "He feels great?"
     "Ya gotta get the great humor of backstabbing..."
     "I think Mike's hair..."
     "Somebody's, somebody's filming my ass, it's getting hot..."
     "You guys ready?"
     "They're looking at my ass!"