The Motie Engineers - Erwin S. "Filthy Pierre" Strauss

CHORUS: We are, we are, we are, we are the Motie Engineers. We've lived with high technology for several million years. We've got brown fur and Watchmakers who come along with us, And we don't give a damn about human man, 'cause he don't give a damn about us, My mother was a miner, and she traveled near and far. My father's now a mother, 'cause that's just the way we are. The last time that I saw them, these words rang in my ear: "Go serve your Master, fear her Warriors--you're an Engineer!" CHORUS A Motie mining Engineer was looking for some ore. But all the rich deposits had played out in days of yore. But then she found a hunk of iron that caused her heart to skip. How was she to know it was a human battleship? CHORUS The ship was big and massive, but was terribly designed. The Engineer set out to fix whatever she could find. But the humans kept her under guard until she pined away, 'Cause lack-a-nookie's fatal when you're built the Motie way. CHORUS The miner had some Watchmakers to carry on her work. Though they were only animals, they saw Man was a jerk. They redesigned his warship right, the way it should have been. And when they fixed its Langston Field, it had the strength of ten. CHORUS Thanks to luck, you humans have the edge on us for now. But shortly we will change all that--we're working on just how. And if you think you'll blockade us for all of fifty years, Then you sadly underestimate the Motie Engineers! CHORUS