He goes out at night with his big boots on
none of his friends know right from wrong
they kick a boy to death 'cause he don't belong
you've got to humanize 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 humanize yourself
Re-humanize yourself
re-humanize yourself
re-humanize yourself
re-humanize 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 humanize 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 humanize yourself
re-humanize yourself
re-humanize yourself
re-humanize yourself
re-humanize 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 humanize 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 humanize yourself
re-humanize yourself
re-humanize yourself
re-humanize yourself
re-humanize yourself
re-humanize yourself
re-humanize yourself
re-humanize yourself
re-humanize yourself