L-DOG
DISCLAIMER: CELESTINA WARBECK BELONGS TO HER RECORD COMPANY, HERSELF, AND JO ROWLING. HER SONG BELONGS TO MADONNA (LIKE A PRAYER) AND ME, YOUR LOVING AUTHOR, L-DOG. ST. MUNGO'S IS A CREATION OF THE WIZARDING PUBLIC, BUT ALSO BELONGS TO JO ROWLING. THE SONG WAS WRITTEN FOR THE PUDDLEMERE UNITED QUIDDITCH TEAM BY CELESTINA, WHO USED THEIR SLOGAN WITH PERMISSION, UNLIKE ME. BASICALLY, IT'S ALL HERS. *L-DOG POINTS AT JO ROWLING*
AUTHOR'S NOTE: THE FIRST DAY "QUIDDITCH THROUGH THE AGES" CAME OUT, I WAS HAPPILY READING IT IN MY BED WHILE LISTENING TO ALL OF MY MADONNA ALBUMS. MY DISC CHANGER SWITCHED TO "LIKE A PRAYER" WHILE I WAS READING ABOUT DUMBELDORE'S FAVORITE QUIDDITCH TEAM WHEN SUDDENLY, I REALISED THAT PUDDLEMERE UNITED'S SLOGAN WENT ALONG EXACTLY WITH THE TUNE TO "LIKE A PRAYER." THEREFORE, I GOT MY LAZY BUM UP AND WROTE THIS. PLEASE ENJOY AND HAVE FUN SINGING ALONG WHILE OTHERS STARE WITH ONE EYEBROW RAISED. *SMILES SWEETLY*
Album: Hope and Fortune Artist: Celestina Warbeck Year: 1994
Various artists unite to raise funds for St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries on the album, "Hope and Fortune."
written by Celestina Warbeck
Track 1, Time: 5:09
Beat back those Bludgers, boys, and chuck that Quaffle here
I hear the Snitch whiz by
And it feels like home
When you urge your brooms it's like a little spell
I'm down on the pitch, I wanna be up there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a spell you know I'll be up there
I hear a noise, it's like a Bludger coming
I have no choice, I hear the noise - I feel like flying
I close my eyes, Oh God I think I'm falling
Out of the sky, I close my eyes
Merlin help me
When you urge your brooms it's like a little spell
I'm down on the pitch, I wanna be up there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a spell you know I'll be up there
The Chaser, he screeches loudly to me
"You're in control just like my broom"
Now I'm dancing
It's like a dream, no end and no beginning
Beaters with me, it's like a dream
Let the cheers ring
When you urge your brooms it's like a little spell
I'm down on the pitch, I wanna be up there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a spell you know I'll be up there x2
Beat back those Bludgers, boys, and chuck that Quaffle here
I hear the Snitch whiz by
And it feels like home
Just like a Snitch to me
It is a mystery
Just like a dream, it's not what it seems
Just like a spell
No choice
Your club can take me there
Just like a spell
I'll be up there
It's like a dream to me
