Is this the real life?
Is this just woodworking fantasy?
Caught in a sawdust storm,
No escape from carpentry.

Open your tool belt,
Look up to the workbench and see,
We're just carpenters, building so eagerly,
Because we're crafting, nailing, shaping away,
Any way the boards align, it's a masterpiece to be.

Mama, just framed a wall,
Placed some beams, now it stands so tall,
Mama, the hammer's swing has just begun,
But now I've swung and nailed it all away.

Mama, ooh,
Didn't mean to make you pine,
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on, as if sawdust doesn't fly.

Too late, my time has come,
Sends splinters down my spine, hands aching all the time,
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the wood.

Mama, ooh,
I don't wanna pry,
I sometimes wish I'd never planed at all.

(Guitar Solo)

I see a little silhouette of a door,
Scrollsaw, scrollsaw, can you cut it just right?
Trimming edges, molding, shims, very, very level, you see,
Polyurethane, sand grain, craftsmanship magnifico.

We're just carpenters, passion drives us free.
He's just a carpenter, with a measuring tape and glee,
Spare him his splinters from this woodwork tapestry.

Super glue woody glue will you let me know?
Carpenter's glue! No, we will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Carpenter's glue! We will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Carpenter's glue! We will not let you go.
(Let me go) Will not let you go.
(Let me go)(Never) Never let you go
(Let me go) (Never) let you go (Let me go) Ah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh my mallet, my mallet my mallet hit it hard
Workshop's tools have blades put aside for me, for me, for me.

So you think you can chisel and leave me unscrewed?
So you think you can plane me and leave me unglued?
Oh, wood glue can't do this to me, wood glue
Just gotta drill out, just gotta drill right outta here.

Nothing really splintered,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really splintered,
Nothing really splintered to me.
Any way the wood curls...