(verse)\nSir Steve of Dunkirk, the Lord's greatest work;\nWas a knight of the proudest tradition.\nIn heavy steel plate, he was truly first-rate.\nWith a crossbow he had such precision!\n\n(verse)\nSteve had ten squires, whom he burnt on ten fires.\n"Ten pyres for liars," so said he.\n"One of them claimed," he declared, unashamed,\n"That there were other knights greater than me!"\n\n(chorus)\nOh, Sir Steve of Dunkirk, in armor so bright,\nWith courage and might, he'd conquer the night.\nA legend in battle, his foes would all rattle,\nFor Steve was the one who'd never lose sight!\n\n(verse)\nSir Steve's own banner showed a rampant spanner,\nOn a field of stars burning white.\n"In battle," he boast, "I kill ever the most,"\n"One swing of my wrench and goodnight!"\n\n(verse)\nSteve's claim was tested when he nearly was bested,\nBy his rival; Sir Cramlin of Storts.\nThe two fought a duel, a true "sword against tool",\nSpilling blood in its gallons and quarts.\n\n(chorus)\nOh, Sir Steve of Dunkirk, in armor so bright,\nWith courage and might, he'd conquer the night.\nA legend in battle, his foes would all rattle,\nFor Steve was the one who'd never lose sight!\n\n(verse)\nThen, at last, after dusk was long passed,\nThe two broke apart from their combat.\nSir Cramlin, resigned, he knelt and he whined;\n"Truly you fight like a wombat!" \n \n(verse) \nSir Steve was most proud, and he trumpeted loud, \nto all those around, who listen'd; \n"A wombat I be, let all with eyes see!" \nand so Steve the Wombat was christened. \n