Toast Mountain

(Sung to the tune of "Wildflowers" by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers)

Here we are, just scaling old Toast Mountain,
Here we are, we're rising to the peak.
Climb away, watch for falling atoms
Let's just hope the butter is fat free.

Climb away, just maintain some leverage,
Escalate, I'm getting pretty hungry.
I done seen a whole lot of sausage,
Looking back, plenty of bacon, too.

Here we are, just scaling old Toast Mountain,
Here we are, we're rising to the peak.
We ate away some structural integrity,
This may have been a tremendous mistake.

Hold sway, for the love of Jesus,
Don't look down, lest your heart fail at once,
Who deserves to die on a mountain,
Made of toast? Someone kill me now.

Here we are, just dying on Toast Mountain
There we go, tumbling bodies to be seen.
Far away, I'd sooner, rather be!
Than on a mountain made entirely of toast.
Than on a mountain made entirely of toast.