Just like a paper tiger

Torn apart by idle hands

Through the halter skelter morning

Fix yourself while you still can No more ashes to ashes

No more cinders from the sky

And all the laws of creation

Tell a dead man how to die O 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 O 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 O deserts down below us

And storms up above

Like a stray dog gone defective

Like a paper tiger in the sun There is one road to the morning

There is one road to the truth

There is one road back to civilization

Well there is no road back to you