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 live here too, oh really
Mis-shapes, mistakes, like to go to town but we can't risk 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, you see? The future's by you and me won't be fighting in the street They they've got us beat But is going to be so sweet
We're making a move, we're it now We're coming out of the Just put your hands up, 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
Check your lucky That much could drag you under, oh the point of being rich If you can't what to do with it you're so bleeding thick
Oh, we weren't to be We learnt too at school Now we can't but see That the future that got mapped out is Nothing much to about
making a move, we're making it now We're out of the sidelines Just put your hands up, it's a raid We want your homes, we want your
We want the things you won't us We won't use guns, we won't use We'll use the one thing we've got of That's our
Brothers, sisters, can't you The owned by you and me There be fighting in the street think they've got us beat But is going 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 homes, we want your lives
We want the you won't allow us We won't use guns, we won't use We'll use the one thing got more of That's our minds, And our minds, yeah