There is steam rising From the gravel on the road There is black coal Filling up our homes It seeps through the window cracks It slips through the floorboards The mortar is turning black The foundation starts to crack Honey pack your bags and go There is steam rising From the belly of the beast There is hell on earth There are demons beneath the streets They seep through the window cracks They slip through the floorboards The mortar is turning black The foundation starts to crack Honey pack your bags and go There is steam rising From the gravel on the road There is black coal Filling up our homes It seeps through the cracks in the window pane Slips through the floorboards and up through the drain