Up in the strawberry hills
Up by the pond I bring thrills
To the blown heads of my beloved ones
Who long for earth, peace and time
And still have nothing of life
Knowing nothing of being modest and kind
An overripe kiss on a golden tree
(Goldern tree)
Ready to be reaped by someone else but me
I ask myself tonight where I can put my stick
Most people that I know, they call me Iron Pig
Alright
Let me dive into the deep
Total absence of dreams while I sleep
And the world itself will be witness tonight
When I'll get tender and warm
And I will do you no harm
That's a last sign of my brighter side
How would I know that you wither away
Who picks you up at the end of the day
An overripe kiss on a golden tree
(Golden tree)
Ready to be reaped by someone else but me
I ask myself tonight where I can put my stick
That's why most people in the know, they call me Iron Pig
Alright