Alligator chomp (the ballad of dr. martin luther frog jr.)

A long time ago in a swamp far, far away
Where louisiana meets texas
And the snakes fall off the tree
The critters are gettin' restless
Gettin' greedy and mean
The frogs all hate the toads
Crocks all hate the gators
Ain't nobody gettin' along, they
Ain't teams, man, they just players
(Oh no) they all hatin'
They don't know

They all gonna get it!
(Oh no) they all hatin'
They all green, they don't see
They all gonna get it!
Trees fell in the river, cuttin' off
The water to the swamp
But the critters didn't feel the tremor
Chasin' tails around the stump
Birds flyin' by could spot it from
The sky but only one froggy knew

That a gator with them big ol' teeth
Could chew down trees like a piece of meat
But the frog stood on up and used a little froggy voice
Y'all don't see we gotta get it together
Right now we gotta make a choice!
Before the frog got his next word out
All anybody saw was a gator mouth
Swallowin' the froggy whole, while the
Toads and the crocks all cheered about

(Oh no) they all hatin'
Swamps dryin' out, they don't know
They all gonna get it!
(Oh no) they all hatin'
They don't see
They all gonna get it!