The Copper War The Cog Is Dead
Intro: Dm C Bb A
Verse:
V[Dm]erdigris Patina was a p[C]eaceful little town
The h[Bb]ome of Wilbur Redpot, finest c[A]oppersmith around
He was f[Dm]amous for his products, as they s[C]old extremely well
Comp[Bb]etitors were livid as their bu[A]siness income fell
Now, Al[Dm]exander Copperplate, a m[C]an from out of town,
Decl[Bb]ared his gang was coming soon to s[A]hoot poor Wilbur down
The t[Dm]own was in a panic, they knew s[C]omething should be done
And they [Bb]had till mo[A]rning s[Dm]un!
Chorus:
So s[Dm]addle up your steam-bike and p[Bb]ut your goggles on
We've g[F]ot to be prepared or else we'll [A]all be dead by dawn
C[Dm]opperplate is coming, and his [Bb]eyes are seeing red,
And he's [Bb]after Wi[A]lbur's [Dm]head!
The townsfolk got together and they figured out a plan
They knew they'd have to do their best to save their fellow man
And, though they had no weapons, they all had a lot of brains:
They'd build machines to leave their villain in a world of pain!
So Wilbur brought the copper, old Frank supplied the steel;
Bob and Sue had extra chains, and Tommy brought the wheels;
They knew they'd have a chance with these, they knew they'd win the fight,
And they worked all through the night!
So saddle up your steam-bike and put your goggles on
We've got to be prepared or else we'll all be dead by dawn
Copperplate is coming and his eyes are seeing red,
And he's after Wilbur's head!
Verse III:
(1 semitone upper)
Well Co[D#m]pperplate arrived at dawn, he sta[C#]yed true to his word
But the t[B]own was deathly silent, not a s[A#]oul was to be heard
He yelled out, "Redpot! Come on out, and fight me like a man!"
And that was when the churning and the chugging sounds began
An army of the townsfolk soon poured out into the street
Each of them on steam-bikes, and they all were packing heat
They had his men surrounded, there was fear on every face
And they p[B]ut them [A#]in their pl[D#]ace!
Chorus:
Po[D#m]wer up your steam-bike, let's sho[B]w 'em who's in charge
We've g[F#]ot our ropes and grappling hooks and we[A#]apons to discharge
Co[D#m]pperplate is panicked and his f[B]ace is turning white
And we're g[B]onna w[A#]in this f[D#m]ight!
That's right! Let's go!
Now power down your steam-bike, we finally took 'em down
We strung 'em up and licked 'em good and ran them out of town
Verdigris Patina is a peaceful town once more
And we won the Copper War!
Hyah!
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