Negatory

In the thunder, it roars when the mountain king calls all his children home To where I hid him, we must run. (Ho, ho, ho, ho!) Refuge here, but I was forever on the run. (Ho, ho, ho, ho!) Madness reigns, ha, ha, ha, ha, my friends, in the hall of the mountain king! Oh, yeah. In the hall of the mountain king. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.