Mis-shapes, mistakes, Raised on a of broken biscuits, oh We don't look the as you And we do the things you do But we around here too, oh really
Mis-shapes, mistakes, We'd like to go to town but we 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, can't you The owned by you and me won't be fighting in the street They think they've got us But is going to be so sweet
We're making a move, we're it now We're coming out of the put your hands 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 use bombs We'll use the one thing, we've got of That's our
Check your lucky That money could drag you under, oh What's the point of rich If you can't think what to do it 'Cos you're so bleeding
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 We're coming out of the Just put your hands up, it's a yeah We want your homes, we want your
We want the things you allow us We use guns, we won't use bombs use the one thing we've got more of That's our
Brothers, sisters, can't you The owned by you and me There won't be in the street They think got us beat But revenge is going to be so
We're making a move, we're 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 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, yeah And our minds, yeah