Wind powers our sails
But if it should fail,
Shall we get the [bad word] 
Need the fuel [bad word] the engine,
To give unto us light.
So we can make a new invention, right?

Batten down the hatches, [bad word] 
Something big and ugly.
Better go and lock the door. [bad word] . . .

When you hear the battle [bad word] in with the tide,
You know there’s [bad word] 
The temperature starts to rise
And cannons will fire.

Fire up the machine, get a head of steam,
Working with the cogs and pistons.
We’ve detected a disturbance,
Bigger fish to fry,
So no-one try to be a wise guy.

Batten down the hatches, [bad word] 
Something big and ugly.
Better go and lock the door. [bad word] . . .

When you hear the battle [bad word] in with the tide,
You know there’s [bad word] 
The temperature starts to rise
And cannons will fire.