(StingStewart Copeland)

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...

(to fade)