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by Lillian Wolfe
tune: The Marvelous Toy
When I was just a shy young lass,
Naive as I could be,
An older man approached me then,
And said a Watcher I should be.
A watcher said I, now what is that?
It sounds rude if you ask me,
But he replied, we watch special guys,
And theyre really something to see.
Chorus: They go whack when they meet,
And pop goes the head,
And lightning bolts start too,
Immortals are what theyre called,
And Ill assign one just to you.
So he gave me a guy who couldnt die,
Unless someone popped his top,
So I took notes in my little book
And wondered if he could be stopped?
Until one day he met MacLeod,
And it was time to bid adieu,
For the singing sword whizzed around,
And chopped him right in two!
They went whack when they met,
And pop went the head,
An lighting bolts struck too,
Immortals are what theyre called
And Ill get me a new one soon.