Mis-shapes, mistakes, on a diet of broken biscuits, oh We don't look the 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 but we can't risk it, oh 'Cos they just 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 won't be fighting in the They they've got us beat But revenge is to be so sweet
We're making a move, 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 want the things you won't us We use guns, we won't use bombs use the one thing, we've got more of That's our
your lucky numbers That much could drag you under, oh the point of being rich If you can't think to do with 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 that you've got mapped out is Nothing much to about
making 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 your lives
We want the things you 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, 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 to be so sweet
making a move, we're making it now We're coming out of the Just put your hands up, it's a raid, We want your homes, we want lives
We want the things you won't us We won't use guns, we won't use use the one thing we've got more of That's our minds, And our minds, yeah