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 they just want to us out You end up with a smack in the mouth Just for out, oh really
Brothers, sisters, you see? The owned by you and me There be fighting in the street think they've got us beat But revenge is to be so sweet
We're making a move, we're it now We're 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 use guns, we won't use bombs We'll use the one thing, got more of our minds
Check your numbers That much money could you under, oh What's the of being rich If you can't what to do with it you're so bleeding thick
Oh, we weren't to be We too much at school Now we help but see the future that you've got mapped out is Nothing much to about
We're a move, we're making it now We're coming out of the Just put your up, it's a raid yeah We want your homes, we 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 That's our
Brothers, sisters, can't you The future's by you and me There won't be fighting in the They they've got us beat But is going to be so sweet
We're making a move, making 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 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,