We got an elven ranger with an attitude
And a beast companion that he’s bonded to
He could’ve picked a goat, or a lizard or bat,
He could’ve picked a badger, baboon, or cat,
He didn’t pick a flying snake or even a blood hawk…
No he didn’t pick none of those—He went a bonded with a frog

It’s an inter-species friendship that’s tried and true
It won’t run from danger and believe me, you,
It’s an amphibian of a giant type
With an endless hunger ‘neath it’s soulless eyes
When faced with a fight, his croak’s worse than his bite, but don’t scoff
And don’t piss him off
Or else he’ll feed you to the frog
 
Just one command, and then you’ll see
One flash of the tongue and bon appetit
You’ll spend the rest of your life in a frog belly
It’s whole new realms of misery…
So just don’t piss him off, or else he’ll feed you to the frog.

Our ranger’s armed with a magic bow
He’s got a sword and a dagger and a ten foot pole
He’s trained in tracking and in archery,
But better hope you’re not his favored enemy,
Cause he’ll split the party just track you down in the fog,
And if you really go and piss him off,
He’s gonna feed you to the frog…

Just one command, and then you’ll see
One flash of the tongue and bon appetit
You’ll spend the rest of your life in a frog belly
It’s whole new realms of misery
Just ask our halfling rogue if you don’t believe
He’s now an amputee…
Because we fed him to the frog…