Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits,
Raised on a diet of broken biscuits,
Oh, we don't look the same as you
We don't do the things you do
But we live around here too,
Oh really

Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits,
We'd like to go to town but we can't risk it,
Oh 'cause they just want to keep us out
You could end up with a smack in the mouth
Just for standing out, oh really

Brothers, sisters, can't you see?
The future's owned by you and me
There won't be fighting in the street
They think they've got us beat
But revenge is going to be so sweet oh

We're making a move, we're making it now,
We're coming out of the side-lines
Just put your hands up - it's a raid, yeah
We want your homes, we want your lives,
We want the things you won't allow us,
We won't use guns, we won't use bombs,
We'll use the one thing we've got more of
And that's our minds

Check your lucky numbers
That much money could drag you under, oh
What's the point of being rich
If you can't think what to do with it?
'Cause you're so bleedin' thick, oh
Oh we weren't supposed to be
We learnt too much at school now we can't help but see that the future that you've got mapped out is nothing much to shout about, oh

We're making a move, we're making it now,
We're coming out of the side-lines
Just put your hands up - it's a raid
We want your homes, we want your lives,
we want the things you won't allow us,
We won't use guns, we won't use bombs,
We'll use the one thing we've got more of
And that's our minds

Brothers, sisters, can't you see?
The future's owned by you and me
There won't be fighting in the street
They think they've got us beat
But revenge is going to be so sweet oh

We're making a move. We're making it now
We're coming out of the sidelines
Just put your hands up - it's a raid
We want your homes, we want your lives,
we want the things you won't allow us,
We won't use guns, we won't use bombs,
We'll use the one thing we've got more of
And that's our minds

Brothers, sisters, can't you see?
The future's owned by you and me
There won't be fighting in the street
They think they've got us beat
But revenge is going to be so sweet oh

We're making a move. We're making it now
We're coming out of the sidelines
Just put your hands up - it's a raid
We want your homes, we want your lives,
we want the things you won't allow us,
We won't use guns, we won't use bombs,
We'll use the one thing we've got more of
And that's our minds
And that's our minds. Yeah.

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