Wham City

There is a mountain of snow
 Up past the big glen
 We have a castle enclosed
 There is a fountain
 Out of the fountain flows gold
 Into a huge hand
 That handsa held by a bear
 Who had a sick band
 Of ghosts and cats and pigs and bats
 With brooms and bats and wigs and rats
 That play big dogs like queens and kings
 And everyone plays drums and sings
 'Bout big sharks sharp swords
 Beast bees bead lords
 Sweet cakes maste lakes
 A ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma oooooo
 I hope in my heart that we on a whole
 Will die and the earth be left alone
 Just beast and bee and fish and tree
 This hope I wish will someday be
 That bacteria will have ate our remains
 That all knowledge of us has decayed
 Our burden raised the world set free
 The earth returns to land and sea
 Our buildings burned and highways gone
 I love my friends and everyone
 But we've had our chance let's move aside
 Let time wash us out with the tide