Mis-shapes, mistakes, on a diet of broken biscuits, oh We look 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 '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 owned by you and me There won't be in the street They think got us beat 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 want lives
We want the things you allow us We won't use guns, we won't use We'll use the one thing, got more of That's our
Check lucky numbers much money could drag you under, oh What's the point of rich If you think what to do with it 'Cos you're so thick
Oh, we weren't to be We learnt too at school Now we help but see That the that you've got mapped out is Nothing to shout about
We're a move, we're making it now coming out of the sidelines Just put your hands up, it's a yeah We your homes, we want your lives
We want the you won't allow us We use guns, we won't use bombs We'll use the one thing got more of That's our
Brothers, sisters, you see? The owned by you and me There be fighting in the street think they've 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 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 minds, And that's our minds,