Rehumanise Yourself

He goes out at night with his big boots onNone of his friends know right from wrongThe kick a boy to death 'cause he don't belongYou've got to humanise yourselfA policeman put on his uniformHe'd like to have a gun just to keep him warmBecause violence here is a social normYou've got to humanise yourselfRehumanise yourselfRehumanise yourselfRehumanise yourselfRehumanise yourselfI work all day at the factoryI'm building a machine that's not for meThere must be a reason that I can't seeYou've got to humanise yourselfBilly's joined the National FrontHe always was (just) a little runtHe's got his hand in the air with the other cuntsYou've got to humanise yourselfRehumanise yourselfRehumanise yourselfRehumanise yourselfRehumanise yourselfI work all day at the factoryI'm building a machine that's not for meThere must be a reason that I can't seeYou've got to humanise yourselfA policeman put on his uniformHe'd like to have a gun just to keep him warmBecause violence here is a social normYou've got to humanise yourselfRehumanise yourself...