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Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits. Raised on a diet of broken biscuits, oh we 
don't look at the same as
you, we don't do the things you do, but we live round 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 smash 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 a beat, but revenge is going to be so sweet. We're making a move, 
we're making it now,
we're coming out of the side-lines. Just put your hands up û it's 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 ûthat's our minds. Check your 
lucky numbers, that much
money could drag under, oh. What's the point of being rich if you can't 
think what do to with it ?
'Cause you're so bleeding thick. 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 too shout about.
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 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 ûthat'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 a beat, but revenge is 
going to be so sweet. 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 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 ûthat's our minds.
And that's our minds. Yeah.

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