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