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 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 end up with a smack in the mouth Just for out, oh really
Brothers, sisters, can't you The owned 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 a move, we're making it now coming out of the sidelines Just put your hands up, it's a raid We your homes, we want your lives
We want the you won't allow us We won't use guns, we use bombs We'll use the one thing, got more of our minds
Check your numbers That much money drag you under, oh What's the of being rich If you can't think to do with it 'Cos you're so thick
Oh, we supposed to be We too much 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 We're coming out of the Just put hands up, it's a raid yeah We your 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 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 going to be so
We're making a move, we're it now We're coming out of the Just put 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 got more of our minds, yeah And our minds, yeah