Orc is in the air, falling on you from the Sun
Orc is in the air, when the you asks where he has been
And no, it’s not an illusion
Be sure what you see is truth
But it’s something that you must believe in
And you are there when he falls over you.
(To the tune of Love is in the Air)
It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s slippery!
Must be something in the air…
…I’ll see myself out.
Orc is in the air, falling on you from the Sun
Orc is in the air, when the you asks where he has been
And no, it’s not an illusion
Be sure what you see is truth
But it’s something that you must believe in
And you are there when he falls over you.
(To the tune of Love is in the Air)