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 around here too, oh really
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 in the street They they've got us beat But revenge is to be so sweet
We're a move, we're making it now We're coming out of the Just put your hands up, it's a raid We your homes, we want your 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
your lucky numbers That money could drag you under, oh What's the of being rich If you can't think what to do it 'Cos you're so bleeding
Oh, we supposed to be We learnt too much at Now we can't but see That the future you've got mapped out is Nothing to shout about
making a move, we're making it now We're coming out of the put your hands up, it's a raid yeah We want your homes, we want lives
We want the things you won't 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, can't you The owned by you and me There won't be in the street They think they've got us But is going to be so sweet
We're making a move, making it now We're coming out of the Just put your hands up, a raid, yeah We want your homes, we want your
We want the things you won't us We won't use guns, we use bombs use the one thing we've got more of That's our minds, And our minds, yeah