I Wanna Be a Magician Parry Gripp x2 I wanna be, a magician And study at Brakebills Wander though the hedge maze And cast magic missile spells Wanna go where the clock-trees Are ticking in the breeze 'Neath the shade of Castle Whitespire In the laaaaaaand of *() Fillory Hunt the Seeing Hare and The Questing Beast Ride the Cozy Horse with Its coat of velveteen Charge with Ember and the Chatwins To the Western Sea And defeat the Watcherwoman In the land of Fillory [battle section] ...... You can keep New York City, 'Cause there's nothing here for me. Wanna be a magician In the laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand of Fillory I wanna be a Magician [to end] I wanna be *() | NOTE: I do not own the rights to this song | TABBED: FAILSTAFF