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29​:​29 Split Vision

by Subhumans

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    new pressing from Pirates Press Records, plastic-free digipack with poster. non-UK orders will save postage getting it from here>>> piratespressrecords.com/subhumans
    the last recording before we split up in 86, a mix of old unrecorded songs and new never-played-live songs
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    new pressing on Pirates Press, in black/white 'galaxy' , or black, or red vinyl [limited amount of red ones] with gatefold sleeve and all lyrics. Also available from piratespressrecords.com/subhumans <best source for non-UK orders, save postage!

    the last album before we split up in 86
    a mix of old unrecorded songs and brand new never-played-live songs

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She sits there drinking What does the fiction represent? The TV scandal Can make her break out in a sweat She watches it to make her feel part Of something she never was She sings a song That her father whistled while he worked It helps her relax A mild depressant keeps her down And she weeps smiling The radio bleeds that happy sound The music nullifies her fears With words to that effect She's happy now, she thinks That really nothing could go wrong All this waiting all for nothing Routine living - Rooms to live in Routine living - Merely wasting away This life she's living Is an extension of our guilt The four-walled conscience Imposed by those who never felt The pain the tedious drudgery Boredom (relax!) - It s lonely And it s not right That this way of life should go on
A combination of work and rest Keeps your head in a total mess Just like we're all supposed to be A part of this sick society Where they give you a rest three weeks a year To fill yourself with drugs and beer The rest of the time it's time for work The junky turns into a jerk The government don't really give a toss Unemployment isn't such a loss Keep the dole paroles on the poverty line Or stick em in the army to kill the time The majority of people are treated like shit Only the minority realise it Conformist doctrine, ethical lies Have you ever seen anyone slowly die? There's so much crap you can reject By giving yourself some self-respect Don't believe what you're told is true Find out for yourself cos there's only you Take to pieces your inbred thoughts Examine the morals you've been taught Don't believe it, it's all a con - Everything you think is wrong! Don't believe it! But don't take my word for it
Sick of all these dumb solutions Why not tell me something new? I've been hearing so much bullshit It's impossible to tell the truth How can they preach all their morals When they're worse than we'll ever be? We're a useless threat to their walls of silence But there's no solution to convince me You can scream-shout-fight the system But it won't fight back... Safe behind their walls of silence The system stinks and we all know it But the mass protesters get nowhere A wall of arms against a wall of silence They just pretend that we're not there And there's nothing we can do about it Fighting each other all day long Divide ourselves by petty ritual Then we wonder what went wrong
Heroes 02:13
Here comes the hero At temperature zero Warming his hands on the crowd He says "now that I've changed I'm exactly the same" But nobody hears cos the cheering's too loud Hypocrisy on a massive scale Hero/cult/revolutionary It's all a show But now we know All they want is your money Hero lost his conscience, yes But now he's getting serious "Forget the system, let's have fun" Hero! Take the money and run! The heroes are forgotten now Floundered on their reputation The old elite came off the street And wound up as an institution The next generation won't produce The heroes and the fashion freaks There's nothing new in what we do Just commitment and beliefs
Dehumanisation They take away your name Civilisation It's the dead man game And we all like living this modern life Television, radio, disco fights Get a steady job - you were born to work Well I can't be bothered, I'm too much of a jerk Dehumanisation As you're living on the dole Or a working class hero Because you've got a job And we all like working for an upper class runt If you're feeling downtrodden you can join the Front National heritage to keep you in line Abuse your intelligence, mess up your mind Dehumanisation Personality fix Conformed to the eyeballs With state politics And they tell you you're brilliant to keep you quiet 'Only the idiots know how to riot' Make sure it's not safe to walk the streets You wanna stay alive you'd better join the police Dehumanisation We ain't got a name But we still got emotions Now the city's in flames
Worlds Apart 07:42
Ignorance and innocence go together Peace and harmony flowers and trees Your peace of mind only comes in pints There are other worlds apart from these A world where war and poverty Exist as a reality Back in the public factory So cliched and disorderly They wash down fears with crocodile beers False illusion and big man jeers: "Well I didn't know about Afghanistan Cos I'm a home loving working man And I'd know I'd resist if I had to fight I know I'd resist - exist - resist - with a fist" Violence, no! That is no answer Two wrongs don't make a right But a thousand wrongs make the human race Conditioned so they fight Hence the reason hence the shouting From the start it seemed so real Anti-war and bombs and fighting Telling someone what we feel A world of strength and clarity The alternative reality But creating a new lifestyle Could never come to much Everyone had the ideas But no-one had the guts Then they dropped their goddamn bomb Just like we'd predicted Just like we wrote the songs about Just like the words we'd stand and shout We don't know half Of anything real We don't even know How we should feel When questioned or cornered We back off and squeal So where is this solution? This evasive dream conclusion? Where's the end to this pollution? Or is peace just an illusion? After all we're only human ("We're only human" is our excuse to say We're not in control over our actions Preferring to blame some "natural Process" for our own self-indulgence and personal gain) You can point your finger And redirect the blame But just as you're blaming someone else They doing just the same So think before you drink your life away Think about what you may have to say React! - convincingly - To that with which you disagree
New Boy 02:42
In the lounge of class distinction Rank and number neatly sprawled In the luxury of income Sat the new boy feeling cold Sat there thinking "Where's the toilet?" Dropped his cigarettes and coughed Waiting for a chance to pick them up - That's when the lights went off Sat there thinking it was funny Fears subsiding with the lighting "Turned the lights on" someone shouted Found himself alone and smiling Shattered by his own deception He looked round for helpful clues Men in suits and glaring glasses Calmly watched him look confused Carpet silence stifled whispers When did something mean so much? Just the emptiness of silence Just the feeling, not the touch Nervous words of introduction To the instant silent stares Felt as if he wasn't wanted And finally he wasn't there Then he wished that he was back To somehow make the silence crack Concluded, like we all have done Some people make you feel no-one
Can you hear the sound of people laughing Because they think they know it all? Where they've been and where they're going As if they themselves had written on the wall The assuredness that power and money give them Their fate decided by their parents' cash The crank that gives them temporary laughter By saying "Time flies but aeroplanes crash" They can laugh off anything they can't relate to Until the day before the day they die When suddenly they long for past existence And claim the right to forever stay alive But all things in the present are outdated And everything must someday fade away Our actions are all transient and fated And tomorrow isn't just another day Can you hear the sound of people crying Because once they thought they knew it all? And now their self-assurances are dying As time erodes the writing on the wall Don't take everything for granted Exist as if the moment was your last Don't wait complacently for your future Don't live in memories of things gone past Live in awareness of the fact you're alive Enjoy it while you got it as the time goes by
outro 00:54


released May 1, 1986




Subhumans Bath, UK


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