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Subhumans
Reason For Existence E.P.
Here we are in the big big city
Plenty of ways to spend your money
Getting ripped off is a way of life
Stick your money on a skinflic-knife
No! No! No! No, it's too shitty
Don't want to live in the big big city
Tourist attractions, look at that!
Buy me a plastic policemen's hat
But there's a riot uptown they're fighting back
And the boys in blue are wearing black
No! No! No! No, it's too shitty
Don't want to live in the big big city
Flying squad what a farce
If pigs could fly they wouldn't need cars
Got control over us all
New Scotland Yard, the new Berlin wall
No! No! No! No, it's too shitty
Don't want to live in the big big city
No! No! No! No! No!
Give me a break don't tell me
That life is great in the big city
It's all based on money and greed
Everything you'll never need
No! No! No! No, it's too shitty
Don't want to live in the big big city
No! No! No! No, it's too shitty
Don't want to live in the big big city
Peroxide girl with a false ID
Lost and lonely, she can't see
Peroxide hair and burnt-out eyes
Blinded by so many lies
Peroxide! Peroxide!
Because nobody cares?
What do you do?
You dye your hair
Her hair was just a boring mess
She had never known success
Saw the punks they didn't care
Walked around with peroxide hair -- hair -- hair
Peroxide! Peroxide!
Because nobody cares?
What do you do?
You dye your hair
Now she's out of trouble cos her hair is white
And the punks all think "She's alright"
But she is blind, her face is red
Peroxide soaked into her head
Peroxide! Peroxide!
Because nobody cares?
What do you do? "I don't know"
You dye your hair
You dye your hair
What's your reason for existence?
Do you believe in anything?
Or does your lifestyle contradict
The words you write for the songs you sing?
Sing -- Sing -- Sing -- Sing -- 1 -- 2 -- 3 -- Go!
Are you happy in your work
As you protest about the unemployed?
You don't wanna work but you need the money
The reality you can't avoid
But do you wanna work
Do you wanna work
Do you really wanna work for the money?
Do you wanna work
Do you wanna work
Do you really wanna work for the system?
Are you happy as you vote
To keep the parasites alive?
You don't want to vote but you think you should
They said it was right and you never asked why
But do you want to vote
Do you want to vote
Do you really want to vote for your conscience?
Do you want to vote
Do you want to vote
Do you really want to vote for the system?
Are you happy signing up
In the army just to get some pay?
Fighting a war without a cause
Can you manage to ignore your self-decay?
But do you want to fight
Do you want to fight
Do you really want to fight for your country?
Do you want to fight
Do you want to fight
Do you really want to fight for the system?
You're their reason for existence
They use you to finance their state
The words you shout with such conviction
Is it the only way to express your hate?
Smile -- it's impossible
I -- I feel disposable
You laugh -- and it fucks me up
Fag? -- has he woken up?
Words -- lots of words
Mindless -- I ain't listening
Life -- is it such a drag?
You -- don't you wanna fag?
What's wrong? Do you feel O.K.?
Drink? Or shall we go away?
Speak! Don't just sit there!
Freak! You're going nowhere!
And c'mon! Don't you want a fag?
You! Don't you want a fag?
Fag? Fag? Fag? Fag? Fag?
Fag? Fag? Fag? Fag? Fag?
No... I've got cancer
I've got cancer, I've got cancer
Fag? Fag? Fag? Fag? Fag?
No... I got cancer
Subhumans.
Dick -- voice.
Bruce -- guitar.
Grant -- bass.
Trotsky -- drums.
Words & Music by Subhumans
Recorded at Southern Studios 31-1-82
Released April 82
Endineer by John Loder
Produced by Pete Stennett & Subhumans