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


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