The Lowly Carpenter

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?