Guns Before Butter

All this talk of blood and iron Is the cause of all my shaking All this talk of blood and iron Is the cause of all my shaking All this talk of blood and iron Is the cause of all my shaking All this talk about blood and iron It's the cause of all my shaking The fatherland's no place to die for It makes me want to run out shaking I hear some talk of guns and butter That's something we can do without If men are only blood and iron O Doctor Doctor, what's in my shirt? Instrumental Just keep quiet, no room for doubt I'm hearing talk of joy in labour I'll tell you this, you can leave me out The motherland's no place to cry for I want some sand to hide my head in I'm hearing talk of strength in labour That's something I can do without If I'm only blood and iron O Doctor Doctor, what's in my shirt? Instrumental Just keep quiet, no room for doubt Instrumental All this talk of blood and iron It's the cause of all my shaking The fatherland's no place to cry for It makes me want to run out shouting I hear some talk of guns and butter That's something I can do without If men are only blood and iron O Doctor Doctor, what's in my shirt? Instrumental Just keep quiet, no room for doubt