Lyrics:

(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)