Testi Bullfrog - Bobby Darin

Bullfrog

I was sittin' by the bank on a hollow stump\nWhen I thought I heard me a bullfrog jump\nTurned around and sure enough there\nhe sat\nHe said excuse me, buddy, but I’ve been\nreadin' your news\nAnd I’m sorry to say that I’m a\nlittle confused\nYou bein' human, well you’d know where\nit’s at.\nHe said I read where this old world’s\ngonna fold\nAnd all on account of a think called gold\nAnd that’s somethin' hard for us frogs\nto understand\nNow you’re lookin' at me like I’m\nkinda funny\nBut where I live we don’t have no money\nSo we want to be hip to the happ’nin’s\nhere on land.\nNow I thought I was stoned so I\nstarted walkin'\nI mean whoever heard of a bullfrog talkin'\nBut then I realized I hadn’t been grazin'\nin no grain\nSo I figured I’d tell him just what I thought\n'bout how gold was sold and how gold\nwas bought\nAnd he’d understand our world when\nI explained.\nI said it all started a long time ago\nWhen the people first learned to reap\nand sow\nThey got all the things they needed right\nout of the earth\nLike how many leaves and how many trees\nWould it take to cover up the anatomies\nAnd that’s how you figured how much a suit\nof clothes was worth.\nWell then man he learned how to milk a cow\nAnd how to till the soil with a stone\nblade plow\nAnd he kept so busy he never had time to\ndo you harm\nThen he’d take his produce and all that milk\nAnd go into town and trade them for silk\nSo his woman she’d look sharp down at\nthe farm.\nWell the bullfrog let out a belly croak\nLike I’d told him some kind of a joke\nAnd he said I think you’re jivin' me my man\n(what me?)\nI said I know it sounds kinda mystifyin'\nBut the truth of the matter is I ain’t lyin'\nI mean I ain’t talkin' no bullfrog,\nyou understand?\nHe said now don’t get upset I’m not\nagin' you\nYou just go ahead, go ahead and continue\nAnd I’ll be quiet and try to understand\nHe said I know about trees and leaves\nand plants\nAnd milk and silk and the farmer’s\nromance\nBut what’s this thing the call supply\nand demand?\nI said well I grow cotton and you grow corn\nAnd you find your dungarees are all worn\nAnd me well I got to have somethin' to eat\nYou see? So I make you some brand\nnew threads\nAnd now you bake me some fresh\ncorn bread\nPretty soon we’ll have shops across\nthe street.\nWell this didn’t work, or so we’ve been told\nAnd at that time they didn’t know\nabout gold\nSo they all agreed they’d measure their\ngoods in salt\nWell that idea had an early endin'\n'cause they were eatin' more than they\nwere spendin'\nAnd besides, whoever heard of keepin'\nsalt in a vault.\nWell folks said gold was the thing to use\nTo pay for stuff like from ships to shoes\nBut it weighed too much and it looked too\ngood to spend\nSo round about sixteen hundred and ninety\nSomebody started usin' foldin' money\nAnd that’s the tale, my friend, from end\nto end.\nWell I thought it was a damn\ngood explanation\nI mean a real attempt at communication\nAnd I only had me schoolin' up until the\ntime I was ten\nBut the bullfrog right before he\nhopped away\nWell I could have sworn I heard him say\nYour world is still in the tadpole stage,\nmy friend.