Song No. 35 Lyrics - Subhumans

Working class hero? No such thing 

Put on your Martens. you still can't sing 

No organised class, it's out of control 

Your mates are so young, you feel so old 

No new religion follow yourself 

Plastic fashions lined up on a shelf 

The shop has closed down it's a supermarket pose 

Wander back home and change all your clothes 

No price tag on the cost of shit 

Shit is free they got plenty of it 

Conveyor belt message to the ignorant youth 

This is free shit it's better than truth 

Don't quote German freaks at me 

It's all crap that's my philosophy 

Shit class structure fuck TV 

Looks like I gotta die if I wanna be free