| Song | Iron Sky |
| Artist | Paolo Nutini |
| Album | The Greatest Singer Songwriter Hits |
| We are proud individuals living on the city, | |
| But the flames couldn’t go much higher. | |
| We find God and religions to, | |
| To paint us with salvation. | |
| But no one, | |
| No nobody, | |
| Can give you the power, | |
| To rise over love, | |
| And over hate, | |
| Through this iron sky, | |
| That’s fast becoming our minds. | |
| Over fear and into freedom. | |
| Oh, that’s life | |
| That’s dripping down the walls | |
| Of a dream that cannot breathe | |
| In this harsh reality | |
| Mass confusion spoon fed to the blind | |
| Serves now to define our cold society | |
| From which we’ll rise over love, | |
| Over hate, | |
| From this iron sky, | |
| That’s fast becoming our minds. | |
| Over fear and into freedom. | |
| You just got to hold on! | |
| You just got to hold on! | |
| Ohhh ohhhh oh oh | |
| (To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair. | |
| The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, | |
| the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. | |
| The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, | |
| and the power they took from the people will return to the people. | |
| And so long as men die, liberty will never perish. | |
| Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men – | |
| machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! | |
| You are not machines, you are not cattle, you are men! | |
| You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, | |
| to make this life a wonderful adventure | |
| Let us use that power! | |
| Let us all unite!) | |
| And we’ll rise over love, | |
| And over hate, | |
| Through this iron sky, | |
| That’s fast becoming our minds | |
| Over fear, | |
| Into freedom. | |
| Into freedom! | |
| From which we’ll rise over love, | |
| And over hate, | |
| Through this iron sky, | |
| That’s fast becoming our minds. | |
| Over fear and into freedom. | |
| Freedom! | |
| Oh! | |
| Rain on me! | |
| Rain on me! | |
| Rain on me! |
| We are proud individuals living on the city, | |
| But the flames couldn' t go much higher. | |
| We find God and religions to, | |
| To paint us with salvation. | |
| But no one, | |
| No nobody, | |
| Can give you the power, | |
| To rise over love, | |
| And over hate, | |
| Through this iron sky, | |
| That' s fast becoming our minds. | |
| Over fear and into freedom. | |
| Oh, that' s life | |
| That' s dripping down the walls | |
| Of a dream that cannot breathe | |
| In this harsh reality | |
| Mass confusion spoon fed to the blind | |
| Serves now to define our cold society | |
| From which we' ll rise over love, | |
| Over hate, | |
| From this iron sky, | |
| That' s fast becoming our minds. | |
| Over fear and into freedom. | |
| You just got to hold on! | |
| You just got to hold on! | |
| Ohhh ohhhh oh oh | |
| To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair. | |
| The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, | |
| the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. | |
| The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, | |
| and the power they took from the people will return to the people. | |
| And so long as men die, liberty will never perish. | |
| Don' t give yourselves to these unnatural men | |
| machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! | |
| You are not machines, you are not cattle, you are men! | |
| You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, | |
| to make this life a wonderful adventure | |
| Let us use that power! | |
| Let us all unite! | |
| And we' ll rise over love, | |
| And over hate, | |
| Through this iron sky, | |
| That' s fast becoming our minds | |
| Over fear, | |
| Into freedom. | |
| Into freedom! | |
| From which we' ll rise over love, | |
| And over hate, | |
| Through this iron sky, | |
| That' s fast becoming our minds. | |
| Over fear and into freedom. | |
| Freedom! | |
| Oh! | |
| Rain on me! | |
| Rain on me! | |
| Rain on me! |