What if yellow rhymed with marshmallow.
I mean, what if it don't?
Did I say something wrong?
What if a yellow marshmallow
was eaten while someone was singing
a mellow song? King Kong.
Rules in art, rules in advertising
All that seems so free is not at all enticing.
Never mix red and green,
The tag never goes before the headline.
My eyes hurt, my fingers bleed
The only thing thats changing is my receding hairline.
My favorite dish is lasagna,
but I fart when I eat cheese.
Fuck the rules,
don't say please.
And if you are thinking exactly that,
there is no way i can tell what.
but your eyes are are blinking
There is no kong, only your king.
Wanting, waiting, to do you wrong.
Diego Halac
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