Big Frogs In Little Puddles - 1994 Remaster

Big frogs in little puddles laying down the law
Tying bows in red tape and don't know what they're for
I thought our soldiers went to war to keep Australia free
But big frogs in little puddles are choking you and me
Choking you and me

Old Tom staggered to the office door of a northwest frontier town
And he cried, "Give me food and water
And I'll tell you all what I found
Yes, I've found a mountain made of iron
Ore, and this will make the money flow"
But the office johnny said, "Now steady
On, we must do things correct you know
I just can't hand out town supplies to everyone who asks
And you're not a resident of this here
Town so you're not my business task
Oh, but here's a requisition form
And it's in triplicate if you please"
Now steady old man, why I believe he's passed out
Oh, I wonder where that mountain could be

Oh big frogs in little puddles laying down the law
Tying bows in red tape and don't know what they're for
I thought our soldiers went to war to keep Australia free
But big frogs in little puddles are choking you and me
Choking you and me

Well they found old Tom's iron mountain and the town grew big and fast
All the nobs felt quite important living down their humble past
And if some started asking questions well
There was the good old pass the buck
And if little folk got in their way well it was just their bad luck
In the mines a young lad was killed
One day so they sent the message home
And his mother came over a thousand miles so he'd not be buried alone
Someone broke it to her gently that it might be rather rough
A coffin made of masonite and the hearse just a dirty truck
Oh she cried a while and then she asked for
Flowers but there were none to be had in the town
So they sent to the council office to see if some could be found
But the clerk in charge said, "What can I
Do? She'll have to take it in good part"
Oh I guess he was just too busy to be bothered with a mother's heart
Oh nice fella

Oh big frogs in little puddles laying down the law
Too busy in their little world to know what hearts are for
Success and money they might have but they better not forget
Their puddles may dry up some day and
They'll deserve the scorn they get
Deserve the scorn they get