Flying Toaster Anthem

[stellarwing]

Flying out of the sun
The smell of toast is in the air.
When there's a job to be done
The Flying Toasters will be there.
And it's flap! Flap! Flap!
Now help is on the way.
This vict'ry song they sing:
We pop up to save the day
On Mighty Toaster Wings!

In brightest day or After Dark
When times of trouble are at hand,
The Flying Toasters set a spark
And hope is blazing 'cross the land!
And it's flap! Flap! Flap!
Salvation from above
This precious gift they bring:
Gleaming Angels of Love
On Mighty Toaster Wings!