Repression Of Thought Songtext

Quick with the kerosene, who's got the match. Suppress all the thinking, destroy all the past. Burn all the books, they are a disease. No opposition just conformity- Repression of thought, totalitarian way, a brainless society, so easy to tame, burn their books, don't let them think, people can't change, their minds are all the same- freedom of thought replaced by TV, docile beings must only obey, books destroyed, thoughts are dead, the people have burned to ash- you cannot suppress my thoughts