You're not a number
You can feel your nerve endingsThey've been dead before todayYou can feel them risingFeel them rising all the way
You've got grease on your fingersOil on your faceHappy completely chasing the paceHappy to find out even this late
You're not a number
There's a new sense of freedomCome banging on your doorDeep down inside youYou've seen it all somewhere before
Somewhere in the pastSomewhere in a dreamIt's got you completely and you know what it meansHappy to find out even this late
You're not a number
There's a new sense of freedomCome banging on your doorDeep down inside youYou've seen it all somewhere before
You've got grease on your fingersOil on your faceAnd you're happy completely chasing the paceHappy to find out even this late
You're not a number