Isn't it strange how princesses and kings

Can clown their capers in sawdust rings just like

Poor people like you and me

Will be builders for eternity

Each is given a bag of tools

Shapeless lives and a book of rules

Each must make his life as flowing ink

Tumbling back on a stepping stone just like

Poor people like you and me

Will be builders for eternity

Each is given a bag of tools

Shapeless lives and a book of rules

Pow wa pow pow pow wa pa pa pow pow

Wa pa pa pow pow wa pow pa pow pow pow

Pow wa pow pow pow wa pa pa pow pow

Wa pa pa pow pow wa pow pa pow pow pow

And I say small people like you and me

Will be builders for eternity

Each is given a bag of tools

Shapeless lives and a book of rules

Look where the rain is fallen from the sky

I know the sun will be only missing for awhile

And I say small people like you and me

Will be builders for eternity

Each is given a bag of tools

Shapeless lives and a book of rules

Pow wa pow pow pow wa pa pa pow pow

Wa pa pa pow pow wa pow pa pow pow pow

Pow wa pow pow pow wa pa pa pow pow

Wa pa pa pow pow wa pow pa pow pow pow

And I say small people like you and me

Will be builders for eternity

Each is given a bag of tools

Shapeless lives and a book of rules

Pow wa pow pow pow wa pa pa pow pow

Wa pa pa pow pow wa pow pa pow pow pow

Pow wa pow pow pow wa pa pa pow pow

Wa pa pa pow pow wa pow pa pow pow pow

Pow wa pow pow pow wa pa pa pow pow

Wa pa pa pow pow wa pow pa pow pow pow

Pow wa pow pow pow wa pa pa pow pow