Winternight - Falkenbach

Paper, iron, won’t buy eden

Working for paper and for iron

Work for the right to keep my tie on Working for paper and for iron

Work for the unicorn and lion

I pray the kids aren’t starving

No chicken for the sunday carving

I’ll stay for one more farthing

I take home my notes and coins every week

I’m told i’m worth much more

But the church says turn the other cheek

The other cheek

Paper, iron, won’t buy eden.

I know the family needs me Can’t moan, the factory feeds me Won’t bite the hand that bleeds me I take home my notes and coins every week

I’ll inherit the earth i’m told

But the church says to remain this meek

Remain this meek

I’m still a proud man.

Won’t show anybody else my wage

A blend in the crowd man

Is this anybody’s golden age

Is this anybody’s golden age

Is this anybody’s golden age

Or am i dreaming of a golden cage

La la lo it’s paper

La la lo it’s iron

La la lo just paper

La la lo just iron