Yellow Pigs, all in my brain
Lately things just don't seem the same
I'm provin' theorems, and I don't know why...
Excuse me, while I kiss e^(\pi i).
Yellow Pigs, all around
Some in the sky, some on the ground
All of them singing out "Seventeen"
It's the weirdest thing that I've ever seen.
Yellow Pigs, all in my eyes
This vision, Yellow, I can't deny
I'm turnin' yellow, and grownin' wings
I fly away and shout, "Seventeen".
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