Lyrics:
Subhumans Time Flies

And if I went for a walk I'd get my head kicked in Cos looking like a punk is some fucking sin All this boredom, all this drink All the times I've tried

I'm not a machine made of plastic parts I got a brain but I ain't got a heart Ain't got a name I been dead for years But now I'm alive with my new ideas

and categorize to keep ourselves divided We are all individuals not the images provided [Chorus] Labels are a subtle way of keeping us in line Divided by conformity we waste away our time

boring She gets sad and so depressed Hears her doctor smugly tell her "Take these pills and get some rest" But she takes it one step further Parents rescue her in time

When the bomb drops I'll be a bank holiday Everybody happy in their tents and caravans Everybody happy in their ignorance and apathy Nobody realises

In the silence of a grave In the word's of someone's hero A blue television screen Words don't mean anything In this word factory Replacement parts are

It's getting out of hand, they don't understand They never ever will, they never ever can Don't wanna live if I can't be free The system kills but it