Mis-shapes, mistakes, on a diet of broken 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, We'd like to go to town but we risk it, oh 'Cos they want to keep us out You could end up with a 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 a move, we're making it now We're coming out of the put your hands up, it's a raid yeah We want homes, we want your lives
We want the things you allow us We won't use guns, we use bombs use the one thing, we've got more of That's our
your lucky numbers That much could drag you under, oh the point of being rich If you think 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 shout
making a move, we're making it now We're out of the sidelines Just put your hands up, it's a yeah We want your homes, we want lives
We want the things you allow 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, you see? The future's by you and me There won't be in the street They think got us beat But revenge is to be so sweet
We're making a move, making it now coming 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 won't use guns, we won't use We'll use the one thing we've got of That's our minds, And that's our minds,