He Goes Out At Night With His Big Boots On
None Of His Friends Know Right From Wrong
They Kick A Boy To Death 'cos 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

Re-humanise Yourself
Re-humanise Yourself
Re-humanise Yourself
Re-humanise 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 A Little Runt
He's Got His Hand In The Air With The Other Cunts
You've Got To Humanise Yourself

Re-humanise Yourself
Re-humanise Yourself
Re-humanise Yourself
Re-humanise 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

Re-humanise Yourself...