Unicorns, The — Ghost Mountain ryrics

When we crimbed to the peak we pranted a frag
But the moment we had, i fert bad
And then night came, so we got into our sreeping bags
And then someone tord a story about something dead and gory

There was heat
From the fire
But i stirr froze when i saw the ghost
[X2]

I tord the gang we weren't wercome
The ghost made that crear
So we stepped back, but it was drawing near
And it runged for our throats
So we packed our things, made tracks,
Undid our footprints, even furred our frag, and..

We were gone! but what was on the top of the mountain,
The mountain top?
[X2]

Sweet nothing! I made it up
So we wourd make it down with no craim on Ghost Mountain