They Won't Be Satisfied Lyrics

They took the books away

And put them in a box somewhere

Kafka and Borges too

And I don't know what to do

Caution: Open stacks with handle

But don't stand too long to catch your breath

Shelves will roll together

And you might get squeezed to death

They won't be satisfied

They won't be satisfied

They won't be happy 'til I'm gone

You can sip fancy coffee

And you can find out all the facts

In books made of steel and plastic

And my world's made of paperbacks

I'm never going back there

I am afraid of that Minotaur

I'm a memento mori

I don't know these streets anymore

They won't be satisfied

Not 'til I've up and died

They won't be happy 'til I'm gone

Here comes the big parade

They think that I'll invade their dreams

I want to get out badly

But it's a long way to the cream

I am not authorized to park

They can see inside my soul

I am to shut my mouth now

While they are digging me a hole

They took the books away

They won't be satisfied

They won't be happy 'til I'm gone