If I were an angry bush I'd have one all consuming wish To be the lord of all the land and show the world my mighty hand. and if I were an angry bush I'd know nothing of words and such So I'd make a language all my own and speak them with a tepid tone. If I were an angry bush I'd need some oil to make my push I'd gather men from near and far And send them off to fight a war. and if I were an angry bush I'd care for you so very much So much so I'd tell you lies And with the world I'd cut all ties.