Paper Tiger - Beck

Just like a paper tiger

Torn apart by idle hands

Through the helter skelter morning

Fix yourself while you still can

No more ashes to ashoes

No more cinders from the sky

Let all the laws of creation

Tell a dead man how to die

Oh deserts down below us And storms up above

Like a stray dog gone defective

Like a paper tiger in the sun

Looking through a broken diamond

To make the past what it should be Through the ruins and the weather

Capsized boats in the sea

Oh deserts down below us And storms up above

Like a stray dog gone defective

Like a paper tiger in the sun

We’re just holding on to nothing

To see how long nothing lasts

Oh deserts down below us And storms up above

Like a stray dog gone defective

Like a paper tiger in the sun