Dreaming down by the sea A vision of a boat of futuristic idea Oh, behold the windmill to sail A devilish idea to put it in the tale
So gather up some wood Stack it in a pile Take it to the war Down at the isle
Fire up the engine Building pressure slow The sound of the witch's breath Steam will blow
Creaking out in the shed The sound of engeneering, a monster beeing fed An engine breathing fire, an engine breathing air It's a devilish invention that is building in there
So gather up some wood Stack it in a pile Take it to the war Down at the isle
Fire up the engine Building pressure slow The sound of the witch's breath Steam will blow
Smoking far out at sea A steampowered beast now running free An engine breathing fire, an engine breathing air A devil's invention make people running fear
So gather up some wood Stack it in a pile Take it to the war Down at the isle
Fire up the engine Building pressure slow The sound of the witch's breath Steam will blow