Overwatch - Miracle Of Sound, Dan Bull, Veela

Oh, watch over me

While you choose who you’re going to be

Oh, watch over me

While you show the globe what you’re going to be

Ha!

You’re here for heroes with no distraction

So don’t wait, hit Quick Play and get straight to the action

It’s Bastion, blasting baskets of bullets at factions

The turret look’s back and in fashion

Reinhardt’ll ride hard as a hammer on a stallion

Chivalry’s alive, but he’s not asking if he can marry ya

Valiant as Pharah, human jump jet, harrier

Blasting a barrage with the power to sink galleons

Zarya singing an aria, bringing a cannon and flinging a barrier

Strong as a mountain, benching a thousand pounds

So bound to be able to carry you

No matter whatever you are

It’s rare that you’re really as hard as a gorilla in armour

We’ll win in an instant when Winston’s bananas

Wince and witness Zenyatta send out an orb

Of harmony, destruction or discord

Forged in the core of war, it’s Torbjörn

Watch him erect a new form of dwarf porn

Here’s a fun fact, out in the outback, Junkrat

Tick-tock, boomed and ka-boomed

Like the kick on this drumtrack

Then when you reckon this rap’s run amok

I’ll pull a Roadhog and drag you right back with the hook

Oh, watch over me

While you choose who you’re going to be

Oh, watch over me

While you show the globe what you’re going to be

Reaper sweeps through the ether while death blossoms

Shadow step and spank leave you with a red bottom

McCree’s peacekeeper seeks any head honcho

Put a bullet through their head

Like a head through a poncho, it’s high noon

Better ride soon if we’re to reach Korea, GG fever

See D. Va's mech wreak, wreck then eject careers

Irrespective what a reflection’s trajectory is

Symmetra projects technicolor retinal tears and tears

If you’re feeling hurty, get a heal off Mercy

The hippocratic pacifist, a fit bird, literally

We’ve heard music only makes existence richer

Lúcio throws the switch

Tones and notes composing us a picture

We’re all Soldier: 76 except we’ll never be ripped

American kids getting to grips

With intricate weapons as heavy as bricks

Tracer’ll race in the place

At a pace that’ll make you say you’re seeing stuff

Blink and you’ll miss her blink like your ping isn’t in sync

Cheers, love

Oh, watch over me

While you choose who you’re going to be

Oh, watch over me

While you show the globe what you’re going to be

Mei’s the weather woman, summon ice-age and blizzards

Wither as you shiver in the bitter river

With a bit of couldn’t give a whether you are triggered

And Widowmaker would have

Made a wicked woman in a Winnebago

Because her aim is homing in from far away to wherever they go

Hanzo, the man bow, samurai commando

Dragonstrike arrows, still life like a Van Gogh

From Kyoto to Tokyo, bringing mojo to the dojo

It’s Genji, chucking a hurricane of shuriken

Encouraging a low pose

You’re ducking, looking like Quasimodo, no joke

I’m a showboat that throws blows

At so-so Joe blows when I no scope

Dead as dodos, oh no

So watch over me and decide who you’re going to be

Oh, watch over me

While you choose who you’re going to be

Oh, watch over me

While you show the globe what you’re going to be

Oh, watch over me

While you choose who you’re going to be

Oh, watch over me

While you show the globe what you’re going to be