Berkeley Systems : The Flying Toasters
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 of
After Dark
When times of trouble are at hand.
The Flying Toasters set a spark
And hope is blazing 'cross the land
And its flap! Flap! Flap!
Salvation from above
This precious gift they bring
Gleaming angels of love
On mighty Toaster Wings!