they call me mellow
within the breeze.
Where are you?
Are you waiting to be thrown into the slaughter?
Don't forget to free your daughter.
They say hello mellow.
What'cha doing this time?
Oh I'm just sitting in the trees
watching little people down down below,
down below they walk around
not making a sound sound sound on the ground.
My name is yellow.
So yellow.
Say hello to mellow,
callin' the name on your gravestone in the dirt
we used to lay on.
We used to lay on,
lay lay lay on.
My name is yellow.
Hello my son.
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