The Bradley Brothers realise the transmutation of the Chamberlin to the Mellotron Songtext
von I Monster

Across the great Atlantic
The windowcleaner stole to walk upon England′s mountains green
Bring forth your finest men
And forge the Franson machine

From spitfires
To tape machines
This is precision engineering
The Bradley brothers
Established 30 years or more
From state side
They build and they made ship to shore
My invention
Can someone build some more?

Now, is this Franson's machine?
Wow, is this Franson′s machine?


The Bradley's and bear strike a deer to make new machines
With some spells and know how
They turned his contraption into the Mellotron

Now, is this Franson's machine?
Wow, is this Franson′s machine?

Now everyone wants one
From Bond to the queen
But Franson and his tale
Are not what they seem
They′re not what they seem
They're not what they seem
He took Harry′s dream

(ooh-ooh)

Now we have the Mellotron
And you have the Chamberlin
Now we have the Mellotron
And you have the Chamberlin
Now we have the Mellotron
And you have the Chamberlin