come neighbor get ready to dance for your bread my son i was once where you stand there s a beast with insatiable hunger it s 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 oh misery call us to rise up at dawn to turn whey 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 i m tossing the wretched it only brings pleasure and pain and we are all lowly carpenters so where we re taken is where we remain and the master shall govern with unbroken backs look down from the top of the hills you could cry through the night just as much as you like there will always be towers to build i coulda 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 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 know their mansions from cellar to roof we ve got hammers and wrenches and chisels we could destroy any great wall we come through but i am a lowly carpenter so what have i power to do 