Come labor get ready
to dance for your bread
My son, I was once where you stand
There's a beast with insatiable
hunger, its minions
Need crafters and skilled
working hands
Needs a fortress high in the hilltops
And we are the great chosen crew
But I am a lowly carpenter so
what have I power to do
G A D
Oh misery call us to rise up at dawn,
to turn ?way as fast as we can
We may be the mortar that cradles the
brick but I am just one grain of sand
And don't tell me of tossing the
Wrenches. It only brings
pleasure and pain
And we are all lowly carpenters so
where we're taken is where
we'll remain
G A D
And the masters shall govern with
unbroken backs
Look down from the top of the hill
You can cry through the night just as
much as you'd like
There will always be towers to build
I could've been more than some
stone dragging vessel
I could be more than their
wood cutting slave
But we are all lowly carpenters so
what have we power to change
G A D
And if you can't take no more then
get out of the way
For we've got a day to get through
We wire their castles,
their prisons and banks
Build their mansions
from cellar to roof
We've got hammers and wrenches and
chisels
We could destroy any great wall
we come to
But I am a lowly carpenter so
what have I power to do
G A D