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