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