Burning up the Maldame (parody of Walking on the Milky Way)
Posted: 02 Nov 2009, 19:10
Bhal-Shebah/Firestorm reflects on the mission to attack Linghorm, and what led up to it. Based on Walking on the Milky Way by OMD. Original lyrics, Video
When we turned up on Lord Fear's porch
Said, "Gis a job, we snipe and scorch"
And pretty soon, he said, "Burn down a Howse"
And as he perished in our flame
We hoped that we could raise our game
And set a blaze that ten lakes couldn't douse
We don't mind cooking dungeoneers
But we were always keen
To journey through the Mireworld and set light to a queen
Oh man you should have seen us
All our scales and meanness
Burning up the Maldame
She has had her day, hey hey, hey hey-ey
Flew across the Mire
Did our thing with fire
Sent her on her smoky way
La Reine Brûlée, hey hey, hey hey-ey
As time went by things did look up
Fear said that we could guard the Cup
But no one came to take it anyway
We missed our fireball attacks
We are born pyromaniacs
We like to raze our game, to torch our prey
We don't know if we're Bhal-Shebah
Or if we're Firestorm
But Lord Fear, oh he made our day when he said, "Burn Linghorm"
Oh man you should have seen us
Keenest of the keen, yes
Burning up the Maldame
She has had her day, hey hey, hey hey-ey
Just like oil and match ah
On a roof of thatch-er
Sent her on her smoky way
La Femme Flambée, hey hey, hey hey-ey...
Burning up the Maldame
Oh man you should have seen us
Just a brain between us
Burning up the Maldame
She has had her day, hey hey, hey hey-ey
Soared across the Mire
Couldn't wait to fry her
Sent her on her smoky way
La Reine Brûlée, hey hey, hey hey-ey
When we turned up on Lord Fear's porch
Said, "Gis a job, we snipe and scorch"
And pretty soon, he said, "Burn down a Howse"
And as he perished in our flame
We hoped that we could raise our game
And set a blaze that ten lakes couldn't douse
We don't mind cooking dungeoneers
But we were always keen
To journey through the Mireworld and set light to a queen
Oh man you should have seen us
All our scales and meanness
Burning up the Maldame
She has had her day, hey hey, hey hey-ey
Flew across the Mire
Did our thing with fire
Sent her on her smoky way
La Reine Brûlée, hey hey, hey hey-ey
As time went by things did look up
Fear said that we could guard the Cup
But no one came to take it anyway
We missed our fireball attacks
We are born pyromaniacs
We like to raze our game, to torch our prey
We don't know if we're Bhal-Shebah
Or if we're Firestorm
But Lord Fear, oh he made our day when he said, "Burn Linghorm"
Oh man you should have seen us
Keenest of the keen, yes
Burning up the Maldame
She has had her day, hey hey, hey hey-ey
Just like oil and match ah
On a roof of thatch-er
Sent her on her smoky way
La Femme Flambée, hey hey, hey hey-ey...
Burning up the Maldame
Oh man you should have seen us
Just a brain between us
Burning up the Maldame
She has had her day, hey hey, hey hey-ey
Soared across the Mire
Couldn't wait to fry her
Sent her on her smoky way
La Reine Brûlée, hey hey, hey hey-ey