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