I rewrote the words to this song a few months ago on the way home from a retreat, where we had been singing it.
Angry Birds
(To the
tune of “Ancient Words” by Michael W. Smith)
Angry
birds long prepared
To be
launched through the air
They
resound with noisy smacks
O let
the angry birds impact
Birds
of might only hope
They’ll
have strength; they will cope
In the levels
where they roam
Angry
birds are hitting home
Chorus:
Angry
birds, flying true
Changing
pigs into goo
They
have come the pigs to whack
O let
the angry birds impact
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