Lyrics Books Are Burning (live) - XTC
                                                Books 
                                                are 
                                                burning
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                main 
                                                square, 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                saw 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                first 
                                                eating 
                                                the 
                                                text
 
                                    
                                
                                                Books 
                                                are 
                                                burning
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                still 
                                                air
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                where 
                                                they 
                                                burn 
                                                books
 
                                    
                                
                                                People 
                                                are 
                                                next
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                believe 
                                                the 
                                                printed 
                                                word 
                                                should 
                                                be 
                                                forgiven
 
                                    
                                
                                                Doesn't 
                                                matter 
                                                what 
                                                it 
                                                said
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wisdom 
                                                hotline 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                dead 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                living
 
                                    
                                
                                                Key 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                larder 
                                                for 
                                                your 
                                                heart 
                                                and 
                                                head
 
                                    
                                
                                                Books 
                                                are 
                                                burning
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                our 
                                                own 
                                                town, 
                                                watch 
                                                us 
                                                turn 
                                                'round
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                cast 
                                                our 
                                                glances 
                                                elsewhere
 
                                    
                                
                                                Books 
                                                are 
                                                burning
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                playground
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smell 
                                                of 
                                                burnt 
                                                book 
                                                is 
                                                not 
                                                unlike 
                                                human 
                                                hair
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                believe 
                                                the 
                                                printed 
                                                word 
                                                is 
                                                more 
                                                than 
                                                sacred
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beyond 
                                                the 
                                                gauge 
                                                of 
                                                good 
                                                or 
                                                bad
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                human 
                                                right 
                                                to 
                                                let 
                                                your 
                                                soul 
                                                fly 
                                                free 
                                                and 
                                                naked
 
                                    
                                
                                                Above 
                                                the 
                                                violence 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                fearful 
                                                and 
                                                sad
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                church 
                                                of 
                                                matches
 
                                    
                                
                                                Anoints 
                                                in 
                                                ignorance 
                                                with 
                                                gasoline
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                church 
                                                of 
                                                matches
 
                                    
                                
                                                Grows 
                                                fat 
                                                by 
                                                breathing 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                smoke 
                                                of 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                quite 
                                                obscene
 
                                    
                                
                                                Books 
                                                are 
                                                burning
 
                                    
                                
                                                More 
                                                each 
                                                day 
                                                now, 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                pray 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                boys 
                                                will 
                                                tire 
                                                of 
                                                these 
                                                games
 
                                    
                                
                                                Books 
                                                are 
                                                burning
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                hope 
                                                somehow, 
                                                this 
                                                will 
                                                allow
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                phoenix 
                                                up 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                flames
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Fireball XL5/Fireball Dub ('White Music' Out-Take)
2 Spinning Top (live)
3 Traffic Light Rock (live)
4 Radios in Motion (White Music version)
5 Heatwave MKII Deluxe ('White Music' Out-Take)
6 This Is Pop? (single version)
7 Are You Receiving Me? (Go 2 outtake)
8 Things Fall To Bits ('Go 2' Out-Take)
9 Us Being Us ('Go 2' Out-Take)
10 Life Begins at the Hop (first recording, unused)
11 Making Plans for Nigel (demo from Swindon Town Hall)
12 Ten Feet Tall (Drums and Wires version)
13 Wanking Man
14 Meccanik Dancing (Oh We Go!) (live)
15 Atom Medley: Into the Atom Age / Hang On to the Night / Neon Shuffle (live)
16 Life Begins at the Hop (unused U.S. single recording)
17 Real by Reel (unused single recording)
18 When You’re Near Me I Have Difficulty (unused single recording)
19 Helicopter (unused single recording)
20 No Language in Our Lungs (Black Sea version)
21 Sgt. Rock (Is Going to Help Me) (Black Sea version)
22 Paper and Iron (Notes and Coins) (live)
23 Crowded Room (live)
24 Senses Working Overtime (Early Work Tape)
25 Snowman (live)
26 Ball and Chain (unused single recording)
27 Shaving Brush Boogie
28 Fly on the Wall (English Settlement version)
29 Yacht Dance (live)
30 Jason and the Argonauts (English Settlement version)
31 Ladybird (Mummer version)
32 The Everyday Story of Smalltown (Big Express version)
33 Let’s Make a Den (home demo)
34 Brainiac’s Daughter (Psonic Psunspot version)
35 Vanishing Girl (Psonic Psunspot version)
36 Terrorism (home demo)
37 Find the Fox (home demo)
38 Season Cycle (Skylarking version)
39 The Troubles (home demo)
40 Mayor of Simpleton (early work tape)
41 Chalkhills and Children (Oranges & Lemons version)
42 The Ballad of Peter Pumpkinhead (early home demo)
43 Omnibus (Nonsuch version)
44 Bungalow (Nonsuch version)
45 Didn't Hurt a Bit ('Nonsuch' Out-Take)
46 Books Are Burning (live)
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