Magick in the Streets
By Traci of the Wild Magic
Email: Saphyria73@icqmail.com
A/N:: Hey there, this is Traci speaking, or typing, or whatever. I
know I haven't posted anything in a while. (Dodges tomatoes and bricks
thrown by the readers ::Ynah nah, you missed me!!!::) And I apologize for
it. There, I said I'm sorry, so be thankful.
Anyway, this is a filk by my friend and fellow Wild MagicK, ?Alana
and myself. It's a song about the Wild Magick to the tune of "Dancing in
the Streets", from the movie, Sister Act 2. It's pretty short, but I think was
worth it. The story behind the song is the main thing, though.
During choir on day at school (AKA Hell), Alana and I were talking
about doing a filk for the Wild Magick. We were singing this song (Dancing
in the Street), connected to other songs from the same movie. So, we sat
there writing on the filk while the altos got a break from singing (that's us)
and the sopranos were going over their part.
Either Alana or I laughed out loud about a part in the filk, and the
intern, idiot that she is, came over and took the paper we were writing on!
We watched her as she read it, and tried not to smirk as she started to look
scared. Luckily, having reputations as goody-two-shoes at school pay off.
We didn't get expelled for talking about riots and magic and all that, because
the real teacher knew us to be nice little children who would never do
anything of the sort. ::smiles innocently:: On with the filk! (you'll soon see
why she looked scared and thought we might blow up the school. ::gryns
wickedly:: )
Magick in the Street: A Filk by the Wild MagicK
Calling out around the world,
Are you ready for the magick elite,
Summers here, and the time is right, for magick in the street.
We'll aggravate the Old Ones,
And all the Riders too!
All around the wor-ld,
All we need is Magic,
Wild Magic,
There'll be magic everywhere.
They'll be yelling and prayin',
While we are playin',
And riots in the streets,
It doesn't matter, we don't care,
As long as we are there!
Ahhhh! Everywhere around the world,
There'll be riots, magic in the streets,
Yes, we'll be there, Wild Magick Elite!!
Ooohhh….
A/N2:: Ok, whaddaya think? I know it sounds like we're the type to
blow up the school and stuff, but we're not. We just like the idea of having
the Wild Magick really irritate people, and seeing the effect on the mortals.
I hope you don't get the wrong idea, the worst we'd ever do to our school
is….wait, why should I tell you?! Sorry, you'll have to come up with your
own plans for creating havoc. So there, Ynahh!
Disclaimer:: I don't own the Old Ones, Riders, the song "Dancing in
the Streets", or Sister Act 2. All I own is myself and the Grey Chair (if you
don't know about the chair, don't ask.), Alana owns herself, I hope…
Hey MK!! Keep writing on chapter two of your fic!!!
Hey Zedd!! Have fun with your MST of GoF and the Drunk Old
Ones!!
By Traci of the Wild Magic
Email: Saphyria73@icqmail.com
A/N:: Hey there, this is Traci speaking, or typing, or whatever. I
know I haven't posted anything in a while. (Dodges tomatoes and bricks
thrown by the readers ::Ynah nah, you missed me!!!::) And I apologize for
it. There, I said I'm sorry, so be thankful.
Anyway, this is a filk by my friend and fellow Wild MagicK, ?Alana
and myself. It's a song about the Wild Magick to the tune of "Dancing in
the Streets", from the movie, Sister Act 2. It's pretty short, but I think was
worth it. The story behind the song is the main thing, though.
During choir on day at school (AKA Hell), Alana and I were talking
about doing a filk for the Wild Magick. We were singing this song (Dancing
in the Street), connected to other songs from the same movie. So, we sat
there writing on the filk while the altos got a break from singing (that's us)
and the sopranos were going over their part.
Either Alana or I laughed out loud about a part in the filk, and the
intern, idiot that she is, came over and took the paper we were writing on!
We watched her as she read it, and tried not to smirk as she started to look
scared. Luckily, having reputations as goody-two-shoes at school pay off.
We didn't get expelled for talking about riots and magic and all that, because
the real teacher knew us to be nice little children who would never do
anything of the sort. ::smiles innocently:: On with the filk! (you'll soon see
why she looked scared and thought we might blow up the school. ::gryns
wickedly:: )
Magick in the Street: A Filk by the Wild MagicK
Calling out around the world,
Are you ready for the magick elite,
Summers here, and the time is right, for magick in the street.
We'll aggravate the Old Ones,
And all the Riders too!
All around the wor-ld,
All we need is Magic,
Wild Magic,
There'll be magic everywhere.
They'll be yelling and prayin',
While we are playin',
And riots in the streets,
It doesn't matter, we don't care,
As long as we are there!
Ahhhh! Everywhere around the world,
There'll be riots, magic in the streets,
Yes, we'll be there, Wild Magick Elite!!
Ooohhh….
A/N2:: Ok, whaddaya think? I know it sounds like we're the type to
blow up the school and stuff, but we're not. We just like the idea of having
the Wild Magick really irritate people, and seeing the effect on the mortals.
I hope you don't get the wrong idea, the worst we'd ever do to our school
is….wait, why should I tell you?! Sorry, you'll have to come up with your
own plans for creating havoc. So there, Ynahh!
Disclaimer:: I don't own the Old Ones, Riders, the song "Dancing in
the Streets", or Sister Act 2. All I own is myself and the Grey Chair (if you
don't know about the chair, don't ask.), Alana owns herself, I hope…
Hey MK!! Keep writing on chapter two of your fic!!!
Hey Zedd!! Have fun with your MST of GoF and the Drunk Old
Ones!!