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 to go to town but we can't 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, you see? The future's by you and me There be fighting in the street They think got us beat 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 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
your lucky numbers That much could drag you under, oh What's the of being rich If you can't think what to do it 'Cos you're so 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 much to shout about
We're making a move, making it now We're coming out of the put your hands up, it's a raid yeah We want your homes, we your lives
We want the you won't 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 future's by you and me There won't be fighting in the They think they've got us But is going to be so sweet
We're making a move, we're it now coming out of the sidelines Just put your hands up, it's a raid, We want your homes, we your lives
We the things you won't allow us We use guns, we won't use bombs We'll use the one we've got more of our minds, yeah And our minds, yeah