Mis-shapes, mistakes, Raised on a of broken biscuits, oh We don't the same as you And we don't do the you do But we live around here too, oh
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 future's by you and me There be fighting in the street They think they've got us But revenge is going to be so
We're a move, we're making it now coming out of the sidelines Just put your hands up, a raid yeah We want your homes, we want your
We the things 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
Check your lucky That much money drag you under, oh What's the point of being If you can't what to do with it 'Cos you're so bleeding
Oh, we supposed to be We learnt too at school Now we can't but see That the that you've got mapped out is Nothing much to about
We're making a move, making it now We're out of the sidelines Just put your hands up, it's a raid We want your homes, we want your
We the things you won't 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 owned by you and me won't 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 your homes, we want your lives
We want the you won't 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,