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
There must be a reason that I can´t see
You´ve got to humanise yourself

Billy´s joined the National Front
He always was (just) 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
There 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...
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