Mis-shapes, mistakes, on a diet of broken biscuits, oh We don't look the as you And we do the things you do But we live here too, oh really
Mis-shapes, mistakes, We'd like to go to town but we can't it, oh 'Cos they just want to us out You end up with a smack in the mouth Just for standing out, oh
Brothers, sisters, you see? The owned by you and me There won't be fighting in the They think got us beat But revenge is to be so sweet
We're making a move, we're it now We're out of the sidelines Just put your hands up, it's a raid We want homes, we want your lives
We want the things you won't us We won't use guns, we won't use We'll use the one thing, we've got of our minds
Check your lucky That much could drag you under, oh the point of being rich If you can't what to do with it you're so bleeding thick
Oh, we weren't to be We too much at school Now we can't but see That the that you've got mapped out is Nothing much to about
We're making a move, making it now coming out of the sidelines Just put your up, it's a raid yeah We want your homes, we your lives
We the things you won't allow us We won't use guns, we use bombs use the one thing we've got more of That's our
Brothers, sisters, you see? The future's by you and me There be fighting in the street They think got us beat But is going to be so sweet
We're a move, we're making it now We're coming out of the Just put hands up, it's a raid, yeah We want your homes, we want your
We the things you won't allow us We won't use guns, we won't use use the one thing we've got more of That's our minds, And that's our minds,