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
