Mis-shapes, mistakes, Raised on a diet of biscuits, oh We don't the same as you And we do the things you do But we live around too, oh really
Mis-shapes, mistakes, We'd to go to town but we can't risk it, oh they just 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 future's by you and me There won't be fighting in the They think they've got us But revenge is going to be so
making a move, we're making it now We're out of the sidelines Just put your up, it's a raid yeah We want homes, we want your lives
We the things you won't allow us We won't use guns, we won't use use the one thing, we've got more of That's our
Check your lucky That much could drag you under, oh What's the point of rich If you can't think what to do it 'Cos you're so thick
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, 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 the things you won't allow us We won't use guns, we won't use use the one thing we've got more of That's our
Brothers, sisters, you see? The owned by you and me won't be fighting 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 your up, it's a raid, yeah We want your homes, we want lives
We want the things you allow us We won't use guns, we use bombs We'll use the one thing we've got of That's our minds, And that's our minds,