Who are they to decide what we should hear?
Who are they to decide what we should see?
What do they think we can not comprehend?
Why do they fear what our reaction might be, might be?

Section 31 on the TV
Section 31 on the radio
Section 31 is like a blindfold
Section 31 makes me feel cold

The pounding of the footsteps in the early morning light,
Another family waking to an awful deadly fright
There's a body on the pavement with a bullet through the jaw,
A thirteen-year-old victim of plastic bullet law

The silence in my ears, the darkness in my eyes,
Heightens the fears, deafens the cries
Of another brother taken in another act of hate
A family preparing for another dreadful wait

Section 31 on the TV
Section 31 on the radio
Section 31 is like a blindfold
Section 31 makes me feel cold

Who are they to decide what we should see?
Who are they to decide what we should hear?
What do they think we can not comprehend here?
Why do they fear what our reaction might be, might be?

Section 31 on the TV
Section 31 on the radio
Section 31 is like a blindfold
Section 31 makes me feel cold, feel cold, feel cold