You can feel your nerve endings
   They've been dead before today
   You can feel them rising
   Feel them rising all the way
  
   You've got grease on your fingers
   oil on your face
   Happy completely chasing the pace
   Happy to find out even this late
   You're not a number
  
   There's a new sense of freedom
   Come banging on your door
   Deep down inside you
   You've seem it all somewhere before
   Somewhere in the past
   Somewhere in a dream
   It's got you completely
   And you know what it means
   Happy to find out even this late
   You're not a number
  
   There's a new sense of freedom
   Come banging on your door
   Deep down inside you
   You've seem it all somewhere before
   You've got grease on your fingers
   oil on your face
   Happy completely chasing the pace
   Happy to find out even this late
   You're not a number