Mis-shapes, mistakes, Raised on a diet of biscuits, oh We look the same as you And we do the things you do But we live around here too, oh
Mis-shapes, mistakes, We'd like to go to town but we can't it, oh 'Cos they want to keep us out You could end up with a smack in the for standing out, oh really
Brothers, sisters, can't you The future's by you and me There won't be fighting in the think they've got us beat But is going to be so sweet
making a move, we're making it now We're out of the sidelines put your hands up, it's a raid yeah We want homes, we want your lives
We want the you won't allow us We won't use guns, we won't use We'll use the one thing, got more of our minds
Check your lucky That money could drag you under, oh What's the point of rich If you think what to do with it 'Cos you're so bleeding
Oh, we supposed to be We learnt too at school Now we help but see That the that you've got mapped out is much to shout about
We're making a move, making it now coming out of the sidelines Just put hands up, it's a raid yeah We your homes, we want your lives
We want the things you allow us We won't use guns, we use bombs use the one thing we've got more of That's our
Brothers, sisters, can't you The owned by you and me There won't be in the street They think they've got us But revenge is to be so sweet
making a move, we're making it now We're coming out of the Just put your hands up, a raid, yeah We your homes, we want your lives
We want the you won't allow us We use guns, we won't use bombs We'll use the one thing we've got of That's our minds, And that's our minds,