Slaves in seas of soot we drown [bad word] on down to London town
The cogs they creak and the pistons pound [bad word] on down to London town

Power cloaked in progress
Smoke in Eden’s eyes
million choking chimneys burn and
Blacken out the sky

Grab your mates and join us
Where the rats rejoice
The brazen brass of the working class
Are here to find their voice

Revolution holds us bound [bad word] on down to London town
Break your back for class and crown [bad word] on down to London town

Steam [bad word] on a reckless rail
Speeding right into the rising gale
Shovel harder cos we’re on your tail
London’s bloody cry

Crippled to deliver
The spoils of industry
Crimson are the rivers
Bleed our grief into the sea

Slaves in seas of soot we drown [bad word] on down to London town
The cogs they creak and the pistons pound [bad word] on down to London town

Steam [bad word] on a reckless rail
Speeding right into the rising gale
Shovel harder cos we’re on your tail
London’s bloody cry

Cry revolution, broken dreams
 [bad word] revolution smoke and steam