Re-Humanise Yourself
He goes out at night with his big boots on
None of his friends know right from wrong
The kick a boy to death 'cause he don't belong
You've got to humanise yourself
A policeman put on his uniform
He'd like to have a gun just to keep him warm
Because violence here is a social norm
You've got to humanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
I work all day at the factory
I'm building a machine that's not for me
Must be a reason that I can't see
You've got to humanise yourself
Billy's joined the National Front
He always was a little runt
He's got his hand in the air with the other cunts
You've got to humanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
I work all day at the factory
I'm building a machine that's not for me
Must be a reason that I can't see
You've got to humanise yourself
A policeman put on his uniform
He'd like to have a gun just to keep him warm
Because violence here is a social norm
You've got to humanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
None of his friends know right from wrong
The kick a boy to death 'cause he don't belong
You've got to humanise yourself
A policeman put on his uniform
He'd like to have a gun just to keep him warm
Because violence here is a social norm
You've got to humanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
I work all day at the factory
I'm building a machine that's not for me
Must be a reason that I can't see
You've got to humanise yourself
Billy's joined the National Front
He always was a little runt
He's got his hand in the air with the other cunts
You've got to humanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
I work all day at the factory
I'm building a machine that's not for me
Must be a reason that I can't see
You've got to humanise yourself
A policeman put on his uniform
He'd like to have a gun just to keep him warm
Because violence here is a social norm
You've got to humanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
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Writer(s): Gordon Matthew Sumner, Stewart Armstrong Copeland
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