Sing the songs of the hammer and the anvil
Raise it high and bring it down again
Put your backs in, boys
And we'll build the toys
That will win the wars of men
With the day's work done
We will drink our rum
In the morn' we toil again
And as long as they pay
We'll be slaving away
At the forge of Madalyn
♪
When the war is declared
And the armies are prepared
To arm their infantry
Music to the ears
Of the profiteers
At the forge of miss Maddie
When the foundries glow
And the hot steel flows
All the workers chant with glee
If your price is right
You will win your fight
It's the Maddie guarantee
Sing the songs of the hammer and the anvil
Raise it high and bring it down again
Put your backs in, boys
And we'll build the toys
That will win the wars of men
With the day's work done
We will drink our rum
In the morn' we toil again
And as long as they pay
We'll be slaving away
At the forge of Madalyn
♪
Hammer swing, let it ring
On commission of the kings
As they bicker for a throne
Stack the gold and jewels
Of the petty fools
Who make war against their own
Each blade we send into the world
Will write it's own great tale
And we only place our hammers down
To raise a pint of ale
Red pyre
Wrought iron
Exquisite metalcraft
Bright sparks flash
Raise the cache
And reap the fruits of wrath
♪
Sing the songs of the hammer and the anvil
Raise it high and bring it down again
Put your backs in, boys
And we'll build the toys
That will win the wars of men
With the day's work done
We will drink our rum
In the morn' we toil again
And as long as they pay
We'll be slaving away
At the forge of Madalyn
And as long as they pay
We'll be slaving away
At the forge of Madalyn