Brady likes a challenge - you write something in a strange 6/8 with a single bar break of 32nd note kick drums, and he still manages a lyrics.
This is actually a really sad song. I wrote it the night..... Well, let me start at the beginning. I work late. The summer of '93, when I would go outside, there was a very large toad who would sit on the sidewalk under the light. He was my pet, he was my friend.
One night, it was starting to storm, so i decided to take a look outside, as I opened the door, looked up to the sky, and stepped outside... , he went.
Somewhere along the line, toad permuted into duck
(don't ask), and this is my obscure tribute to my dear, dear,