Filk Music To Get Your Witch On To

I recently re-read the last Tiffany Aching book by Sir Terry Pratchett, and as a result my uncontrollable tendency to produce atrocious parodies of obscure pop songs burped up this lovely witch-y ditty, called I Think We’re On Loam Now, which will make little sense to folks who haven’t read the books in question. C’est la vie.

Witches? Oh, hells
that’s what they say when we’re together
Please don’t curse me with spells
they don’t understand, now

And so we’re flying just as fast as we can
heading on to more enlightened lands
Trying to get away, into the night

And then you put your arms around me
and we stumbled to the ground
And then you say

I think we’re on loam now
There doesn’t seem to be any stone around
I think we’re on loam now

the beating of our hearts is the only sound

Look at the way we had to hide what we’re doing
’cause what would they say if they truly knew?
And so we’re flying just as fast as we can

I think we’re on loam now
There doesn’t seem to be any stone around
I think we’re on loam now

the beating of our hearts is the only sound

Flying just as fast as we can

I think we’re on loam now
There doesn’t seem to be any stone around
I think we’re on loam now…

Yes, it’s probably a disease…

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