Dan Deacon - Wham City lyrics

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 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