Mis-shapes, mistakes, Raised on a of broken biscuits, oh We look the same as you And we don't do the you do But we live around here too, oh
Mis-shapes, mistakes, We'd to go to town but we can't risk it, oh 'Cos just want to keep us out You could end up with a smack in the Just for out, oh really
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 coming out of the sidelines Just put hands up, it's a raid yeah We want your homes, we want 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 That's our
Check your numbers That much money could you under, oh What's the of being rich If you think what to do with it you're so bleeding thick
Oh, we supposed to be We too much at school Now we can't 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 out of the sidelines Just put your up, it's a raid yeah We your 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 we've got more of our minds
Brothers, sisters, can't you The owned by you and me There won't be in the street They they've 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 put your hands up, it's a raid, yeah We want your homes, we your lives
We want the you won't allow us We use guns, we won't use bombs We'll use the one thing got more of That's our minds, And our minds, yeah