Come labor get ready to dance for your bread My son I was once where you stand. Theres 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? Oh misery call us to rise up at dawn To turn away as fast as we can. We may be the mortar that cradles the brick But I am just one grain of sand. And dont tell me of tossing the wrenches It only brings pleasure and pain. And we are all lowly carpenters so Where were taken is where well remain. And the masters shall govern with unbroken backs Look down from the top of the hills. You can cry to the night just as much as you like But there will always be towers to build. I could 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 cant take no more then get out of the way For weve got a day to get through. We wire their castles, their prisons, and banks Know their mansions from cellar to roof. Weve got hammers and wrenches and chisels We can destroy any great wall we come to. But I am a lowly carpenter so What have I power to do?!!
Posted on: Thu, 25 Sep 2014 23:32:01 +0000
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