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