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