The Song Of Sheffield

Shells, shells, shells!
The song of the city of steel;
Hammner and turn, and file,
Furnace, and lathe, and wheel.
Tireless machinery,
Man's ingenuity,
Making a way for the martial devil's meal.

Shells, shells, shells!
Out of the furnace blaze;
Roll, roll, roll,
Into theworkshop's maze.
Ruthless machinery
Boring eternally,
Boring a hole for the shattering charge that stays.

Shells, shells, shells!
The song of the city of steel;
List to the devel's mirth,
Hark to their laughters' peal:
Sheffield's machinery
Crushing humanity
Neath devil-ridden death's impassive heel.