Wham City - Dan Deacon

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 hand is 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

Bee’s knees, beast lords

Sweet cakes, mace lakes

Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma

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

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 hand is 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

Bee’s knees, beast lords

Sweet cakes, mace lakes

Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma

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 hand is 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

Bee’s knees, beast lords

Sweet cakes, mace lakes

Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma

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 hand is 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

Bee’s knees, beast lords

Sweet cakes, mace lakes

Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma

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 hand is held by a bear

Who had a sick band

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 hand is held by a bear

Who had a sick band

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 hand is held by a bear…