Isn’t it strange how princesses and kings
And a clown that capers in sawdust rings
Just like poorer people like you and me
we’ll be builders for eternity
each is given a bag of tools,
a shapeless mass and the Book of Rules

Each must make ‘ere life goes flowing in
A tumbling blast on a stepping stone
Just like poorer people like you and me
we’ll be builders for eternity
each is given a bag of tools,
a shapeless mass and the Book of Rules

I says, common people like you and me
we’ll be builders for eternityeach is given a bag of tools,
a shapeless mass and the Book of Rules

Look when the rain has fallen from the sky
I know the sun will be only missing for a little while
I says, common people like you and me
we’ll be builders for eternity
each is given a bag of tools,
a shapeless mass and the Book of Rules

I says, common people like you and me
we’ll be builders for eternity
each is given a bag of tools,
a shapeless mass and the Book of Rules