Friday 5 October 2012

TRITE WORSHIP SONGS

This song has been doing the rounds on the Church music blogs for ages. 

Naff composers are always working
Worship songs in the hymnbook lurking
Waiting there for a fool to request them
Fear that day for we detest them
Tear out the page
Tear out the page

Trite Worship Song
With a chorus that's strangely catchy
Trite Worship Song
Which the men can't sing
Starts really low
Then the chorus goes ultrasonic
Meanings obscure and the words don't rhyme

Sing it once and you'll soon regret it
Sing it once and you'll never forget it
(It's) in your head and you can't stop humming
Eyelids twitching and fingers drumming
Stop up your ears
Stop up your ears

Trite Worship song
With a chorus that's strangely catchy
Trite worship song
For the family Mass
You know the type
So beloved of trendy vicars
Sandles and socks and a folk guitar

Round the altar the priest is prancing
Chances here for liturgical dancing
Arms are waving and hands are clapping
Tuneless strumming and tambourine slapping
Long hair and beards
Long hair and beards

Trite worship song
With a chorus that's strangely catchy
Trite worship song
Which the men can't sing
Starts really low
Then the chorus goes ultrasonic
Don't know the words
But I'll just hum along

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