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