They're not human, they're with the . . .
They eat food I wouldn't give to my dog
They're hygenic, medicated
They wouldn't live next door to no wog
They're not human, where do they come from?
I don't know what they're living here for
They don't belong here on this planet
What are they doing in the house next door
Wives tranquilised, pets pasteurised
Kids hypnotised by the TV
Gotta beat you, gotta leech you
They'll treat you like family
All across the nation, it's civilisation
All across the nation, it's civilisation
They're not human, they've got a new car
They're gonna polish it all the day long
They've got a brand new rubber woman
They're gonna blow her up all the night long
They're not human, it's a double-cross
They sold out for a handful of beads
They sold everything for nothing
Just a hatful of dreams and a handful of greed
Keep 'em happy, keep 'em drinking
Keep 'em laughing, no thinking
No dying, no weeping
Keep 'em hypnotised, keep 'em sleeping
All across the nation, it's civilisation
All across the nation, it's civilisation
Pack you off to school, get working
Get a steady job, no shirking
Get to sixty-five, get a handshake
You're a vegetable with a heartache
All across the nation, it's civilisation
All across the nation, it's civilisation
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