Wake up Jacob now, wake up John Day’s a-wasting, great things to be done Super-highways don’t build themselves Estates and empires by the stroke of twelve Where we fit in the scheme of things? We’re just debris blown by the wind So forget your woman and the water can We’re all working for the man He’s got money now, he’s got fame He’s got letters running after his name He says “We are where we must be And we are what we must be” Still small beer Got the message loud and clear Still small beer For what we’re worth, it’s still small beer Head down Harvey and tail up Tom In this man’s army, there’s no spoils to be won Spit and polish, keep your muzzle clean We’re just cogs in this war machine Best foot forward, do we march in fear? We’re all cloggers and minions here So know your station and make no mistake As you brew, so you shall bake All our effort and all our time All together in the firing line But an honest soldier is never forgot Whether he die by musket or pot Still small beer Got the message loud and clear Still small beer For what we’re worth, it’s still small beer Still small beer Drink up and get out of here Still small beer For what you’re worth, it’s still small beer And we sing our song to the sun “Beer! Beer! Beer!” cried the soldiers “Brave fellows are we” And we sing our song to the sun “Beer! Beer! Beer!” cried the sailors As we heave along the way What we’re worth and what we’re not We’ll make the best of what we’ve got But they made it plain, so it would appear That he who thinks beer’s not Shakespeare Still small beer Got the message loud and clear Still small beer For what we’re worth, it’s still small beer Still small beer Insignificancia Still small beer Insignificancia