Mis-shapes, mistakes, Raised on a diet of biscuits, oh We look the same as you And we do the things you do But we around here too, oh really
Mis-shapes, mistakes, like to go to town but we can't risk it, oh 'Cos they just want to us out You could end up with a in the mouth Just for out, oh really
Brothers, sisters, you see? The owned by you and me There be fighting in the street They think got us beat But revenge is going to be so
We're a move, we're making it now We're coming out of the Just put your hands up, it's a yeah We want your homes, we want lives
We the things you won't allow us We won't use guns, we use bombs use the one thing, we've got more of That's our
Check your numbers That much could drag you under, oh What's the point of being 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 can't but see That the future you've got mapped out is Nothing much to shout
We're a move, we're making it now coming out of the sidelines Just put your up, it's a raid yeah We want homes, we want your lives
We want the things you won't us We use guns, we won't use bombs We'll use the one thing got more of That's our
Brothers, sisters, can't you The owned by you and me There won't be fighting in the They they've got us beat But revenge is to be so sweet
making a move, we're making it now We're coming out of the put your 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 won't use We'll use the one we've got more of our minds, yeah And that's our minds,