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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 of blood and iron
Its the cause of all my shaking
The fatherlands no place to die for
It makes me want to run out shaking
I hear some talk of guns and butter
Thats something we can do without
If men are only blood and iron
O doktor doktor, whats in my shirt?

Just keep quiet, no room for doubt

Im hearing talk of joy in labour
Ill tell you this you can leave me out
The motherlands no place to cry for
I want some sand to hide my head in
Im hearing talk of strength in labour
Thats something I can do without
If Im only blood and iron
O doktor doktor, whats in my shirt

Just keep quiet, no room for doubt

All this talk of blood and iron
Its the cause of all my shaking
The fatherlands no place to cry for
It makes me want to run out shouting
I hear some talk of guns and butter
Thats something I can do without
If men are only blood and iron
O doktor doktor, whats in my shirt?

Just keep quiet, no room for doubt

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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 of blood and iron 
Its the cause of all my shaking 
The fatherlands no place to die for 
It makes me want to run out shaking 
I hear some talk of guns and butter 
Thats something we can do without 
If men are only blood and iron 
O doktor doktor, whats in my shirt?  
 
Just keep quiet, no room for doubt 
 
Im hearing talk of joy in labour 
Ill tell you this you can leave me out 
The motherlands no place to cry for 
I want some sand to hide my head in 
Im hearing talk of strength in labour 
Thats something I can do without 
If Im only blood and iron 
O doktor doktor, whats in my shirt 
 
Just keep quiet, no room for doubt 
 
All this talk of blood and iron 
Its the cause of all my shaking 
The fatherlands no place to cry for 
It makes me want to run out shouting 
I hear some talk of guns and butter 
Thats something I can do without 
If men are only blood and iron 
O doktor doktor, whats in my shirt?  
 
Just keep quiet, no room for doubt

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