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