Hawkwind

In Lexington they're going to burn
The Library of Congress for charity
Round it's funeral pyre the flames will churn
As night and winter's darkness spurn
And threaten with their clarity
See the flames they're burning up
Burning so bright, Fahrenheit Fahrenheit 451
Fahrenheit 451
The fun has just begun, Fahrenheit 451
Oh see the pages all catching fire
See the building shimmering now
It was like this when witches reared
Against the stake, we stood and peered
At such Aladin's caves of air
Oh I wish you could have seen us there
Spreading all around that funeral pyre