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?