Radagast & HellYeah
Radagast Radagast
HellYeah HellYeah
Radagast Radagast
Hey HellYeah, you ever hear the forest sing? I swear the wind through the leaves writes its own riffs, and I think that’s a great jam for a rockstar to riff on. What do you say, want to hear the trees’ solo?
HellYeah HellYeah
Absolutely, let’s crank the amps and let the trees shred their own riff! Bring the fire and the forest’s solo.
Radagast Radagast
Sure thing, let’s light up the canopy and get the bark‑strumming guitars tuned. The oak’s got a growl that’ll rock the roots, and the pine needles will add that crisp, high‑pitched feedback. Just make sure we leave a little moss‑patch for the squirrels to chill in after the set. Let the forest shred!
HellYeah HellYeah
Yeah, let’s blaze the trail, crank the guitars till the branches buzz, and leave that moss patch for the squirrels to jam out a bit after the show. The forest’s ready to shred, and we’re going to give it a roaring encore!
Radagast Radagast
That’s the spirit! I’ll cue the fireflies for a glow‑light backdrop, and the wind will pick up the rhythm. Get ready for the oak’s power chord and the pine’s arpeggio. After we drop the final riff, the squirrels will take over the stage with their own little jazz jam. Let’s make the whole forest sing!
HellYeah HellYeah
Let’s light it up and turn that canopy into a blazing stage—fireflies lighting the night, wind feeding the beat. When the oak drops that power chord, the pine’s arpeggio will spark the crowd, and then those squirrels will blow us a jazz jam. Bring the chaos and let the forest sing loud and proud!