I, I, I, I
 Will burn, burn, burn
 my every book

 I, I, I, I
 Will burn, burn, burn
 my every book

 To warm your cold, cold blood

 I, I, I, I
 Will burn, burn, burn
 my every book

 To warm your cold, cold blood

 I, I, I, I

 Goodbye fascist blind man
 Goodbye [bad word] doctor
 Goodbye Finnish beauty
 Let the people stop and wonder

 Anna, Gerald, Henry Waugh
 Let this longing retire
 I will purge my shelf of classics
 Watch them fade upon the fire

 I, I, I, I
 Will burn, burn, burn
 my every book

 To warm your cold, cold blood

 I, I, I, I
 Will burn, burn, burn
 my every book

 To warm your cold, cold blood

 I, I, I, I
 Will burn, burn, burn
 my every book

 To warm your cold, cold blood
 To warm your cold, cold blood
 To warm your cold, cold blood