A Human Race Songtext
von Richard Murray

Its a human thing, the heart aching or warming
Its a human thing, the bone breaking or forming
They float and they sting, programmed aborning
Its a human thing, when your mind calls out a warning

I hate what they say when they all scream and shout
And I cant throw it back, it gets stuck in the mouth
Its a human thing to stand as the Devils Tower
But what lies behind is thin and more frailer than the flowers

We′re sailing out in the wind, its a race we'll never win
This Human thing
Na na na


Its a human thing, the eye evil or roving
Its a human thing, your fist holding or stoving
But I′ll sing you to sleep, lightning a-strobing
Blues on your mind and thunder a-rolling

Cos we're sailing out in the wind, its a race we'll never win
This human thing
Na na na

Yes I′ll sing for the kind out lost in the flood
Hope ain′t dead yet, it's still coughing up blood
And its a human thing to roar when youre taking your share
But I′ll claw and I'll cling and I′ll leave you lying there

We're sailing out in the wind, its a race we′ll never win
This human thing
Na na na