We've got a steampunk revolution
We're tired of all your so-called evolution
We've darted back to 1886
Don't ask us why; that's how we get our kicks

Out with the new
In with the old
Out with the new
In with the old

Our underworld isn't filled with fear
Just brass and copper, leather scrap, [bad word] gear
You can keep your hip-hop techno pop-rock schleppin-dub
I'm on my way to a coal powered underground vintage pub

We've got a steampunk revolution
We're tired of all your so-called evolution
We've darted back to 1886
Don't ask us why; that's how we get our kicks

Out with the new
In with the old
Out with the new
In with the old

Your (?) shops at the mall
We build ours with blowtorch, needle, thread, and leather awl
With our antique clock parts we've taken (?) fashion
And now we're spreading worldwide to circle the globe with a furious passion

We've got a steampunk revolution
We're tired of all your so-called evolution
We've darted back to 1886
Don't ask us why; that's how we get our kicks

We've got a steampunk revolution
We're tired of all your so-called evolution
We've darted back to 1886
Don't ask us why; that's how we get our kicks

Out with the new
In with the old