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Subhumans

Time Flies... But Aeroplanes Crash 12" E.P.


Get Out Of My Way

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

Get out of my way I'll knock you down
My throat's on fire with a nihilist sound
We've been too dumb for far too long
But now we're alive cos we know what's wrong

Resurrected from apathy
I saw the dark and it saw me
Now my mind is on destroy
When I explode I made a lot of noise

Get out of my way I'll knock you down
My throat's on fire with a nihilist sound
We've been too dumb for far too long
But now we're alive cos we know what's wrong

We're going forward into nothing at all
No politics no god no rule
There's something inside every one of you
You've seen the lies now you know what to do

Get out of my way we'll knock them down
Our throat's on fire with a nihilist sound
We've been too dumb for far too long
But now we're alive cos we know what's wrong


First Aid

One -- Two -- Three -- Four

I need first aid can't you see?
I'm cut up bad you can't recognise me
I got a coupla bullets in my leg
And your morphine shit going through my head

I need first aid

Gimme first aid that's what you're for
Gimme a shot gotta make sure
Gimme first aid and hold me down
Something's wrong I can't move around

Knock me out cold with your local anaesthetic
Gimme some pills so I can't even feel it
The doctor's using Zylcon-B
He gonna calm me down, he gonna put me to sleep

I need first aid

Gimme first aid that's what you're for
Gimme a shot gotta make sure
Gimme first aid and hold me down
Something's wrong I can't move around

I don't feel very well

So gimme first aid that's what I need
I get all sick whenever I bleed
They caught me bleeding in the street
Kicked me around like some dead meat

I need first aid

Gimme first aid that's what I need
I need first aid
Help me
Give me a pill
Give me anything
Help me I need first aid


Word Factory

In the silence of a grave
In the words of someone's hero
A blue television screen
Words don't mean anything
In this word factory
Replacement parts are free
Pictures of failed ideas
Only took me fifteen years

All your words cannot describe
The attitudes that lie inside
Subculture killed at birth
Got bored and slowly die

In the silence of a graveward
Someone's talking to himself
Oh! What a letdown!
Oh! What a boring letdown!
Such a perfect face
Words are such a waste
Let me paint a picture of you
And hang it in this empty place

Can I quote from your ideas
Put your excuses on the wall
Devaluated words
Blown up to mean sod all
Oh! What a letdown!
Oh! What a boring letdown!

Did you just say something?
It must have blown away
Got bored and slowly died
Forget what you have to say
Forget what you have to say
Forget what you have to say
Forget what you have to say
Who wrote this anyway?


People Are Scared

Nobody says anything on buses
And it's not the noise the engine makes
You can watch them all staring nervous
Sit at the back it's the safest place

People are scared to say hello
The flick of the fag, the shifting eyes
Stare in amusement then look away
The conscious battle of who to despise
Self-restriction and paranoia
Self-belief and the silent laugh
The inner conflict between one another
When you're all the same it seems so daft

Nobody says anything on buses
And that's why people kill themselves
Desperation against the world
Can't find a way to express themsleves
Society breeds hate and derision
But society is only a mass of people
Striving to be god at the expense of others
Striving to be better than their nextdoor neighbour

People are scared underneath their silence
People are getting more afraid
They turn to their leaders for help and guidance
And then the system wins again
And will carry on winning 'til god knows when
'Til people start to talk to each other
Everyone just like a brother
'Til the morals and fear that divides us all
Is no longer the excuse for the system's rule

'Til the morals and fear that divides us all
Is no longer the excuse for the system's rule
'Til the morals and fear that divides us all
Is no longer the excuse for the system's rule
'Til the morals and fear that divides us all
Is no longer the excuse for the system's rule
'Til the morals and fear that divides us all
Is no longer the excuse for the system's rule
'Til the morals and fear that divides us all
Is no longer the excuse for the system's rule


Susan

Susan finished school at sixteen wants to be a secretary
Two years later she's got nowhere ends up in a factory
Making matches it's so boring she gets sad and so depressed
Hears her doctor smugly tell her 'Take these pills and get some rest'

Plus she takes it one stage further parents rescue her in time
Smile and tell her 'When you're married everything will be just fine'
She recovers and gets married further shuts the closing door
Though he says 'I really love you' she feels worse off than before

Nine months later she's a mother to a bouncing baby boy
'Oh how super' say her parents but for her there is no joy
Words like 'Mummy' don't mean nothing it's all she hears from nine 'til five
All alone at number 19 every single day she dies

Nineteen years of hollow cliches now she wants to end it all
Bored to death from doing nothing family drives her up the wall
Swinging Susan hanged herself she couldn't live her pointless life
He comes home to see through tears the rigid corpse that was his wife

The life and time of Susan strange ended in that tragic way
With the money from insurance the family went on holiday
Nothing left but rotting flowers on an unnattended grave
The epitaph has faded badly no-one reads it anyway


I Don't Wanna Die

I don't wanna die

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

I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die -- die -- die -- die -- die

Can't run away come back someday
Cos it won't change whatever you say
Fear and guilt up to the hilt
They can't escape from the walls they built

I don't -- I don't -- I don't -- I don't -- I don't -- I don't wanna die
I don't -- I don't -- I don't -- I don't -- I don't -- I don't wanna die
I don't -- I don't -- I don't -- I don't -- I don't -- I don't wanna die
I don't -- I don't -- I don't -- I don't wanna die -- die -- die -- die -- die

They gave me a gun and told me to run
Defend your country from the atom bomb
I said "Why?" they couldn't reply
The system kills but I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die -- die -- die -- die -- die -- DIE


Everyday Life

Everyday life -- Everyday life
Something somewhere just ain't right

It's half past eight and I'm here again
I'd go for a walk but it's pissing down with rain
And if I went for a walk I'd get my head kicked in
Cos looking like a punk is some fucking sin

Everyday life -- Everyday life
Something somewhere just ain't right

All this boredom all this drink
All the times I've tried to think
Get in a bus and go somewhere else
And I sit in a pub and I talk to myself

Everyday life -- Everyday life
Something somewhere just ain't right

So sod the apathy sod the ideas
I'm only restricted by my fears
Give me a chance and I'll tell you what's wrong
Or give me a pen and I'll write another song

Everyday life -- Everyday life
Something somewhere it just ain't right
It just ain't right -- It just ain't right


Work-Rest-Play-Die

When the people of the country have forgotten how to disagree
And the national economy is said to be O.K.
And the wages that you get will help you to forget
Will you keep your ideologies or throw them all away?

When the system has you beaten even now you haven't eaten
Cos you can't afford to eat and drink to keep your brain alive
You blame the system for the weather but carry on as ever
You go to work at half past eight and come back home at five

You can go blue in the face talking about about the human race
How they got to outer space but it never stopped to wars
And how the whole of this humanity is based on greed and vanity
The ones who make decisions are the ones who makes the laws

But you're still in this society so what's your main priority?
Remain in the majority who never really cared?
Or cultivate the hate to annihilate the state
Are you prepared to die for your beliefs or just to dye your hair?

The anarchist, the nihilist, but can you prove that you exist
To a population who insist you're just a bunch of fakes?
You cannot change the system 'til you change your own restrictions
Communication and conviction got to kick until it breaks


Subhumans.
Dick -- voice.
Bruce -- guitar.
Grant -- bass.
Trotsky -- drums.

Words & Music by Subhumans
Except 'Susan' lyrics by Steve Hamilton / Dick -- Piano
Recorded at Pickwick Studios, Corsham, 5/10-8-83
Released October 83
Engineer by Steve Collinson
Produced by Subhumans
'People Are Scared', 'I Don't Wanna Die' & Everyday Life' recorded live at Feltham Football Club 29-7-83 by Sound Advice

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