Lyric Mis-Shapes - Pulp

Lyric Song Mis-Shapes: Mis shapesmistakesmisfits
Raised on a diet of broken biscuitsoh we don t look the same as you
We don t do the things you dobut we live around here too
Oh really
Mis shapesmistakesmisfitswe 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 Brotherssisterscan 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 beatbut revenge is going to be so sweet
We re making a movewe re making it nowwe re coming out of the side lines
Just put your hands up it s a raid yeah
We want your homeswe want your lives
we want the things you won t allow us
We won t use gunswe won t use bombs
We ll use the one thing we ve got more of that s our minds
Check your lucky numbersthat much money could drag you underoh
What s the point of being rich if you can t think what to do with it
Cause you re so very thick
Oh we weren t supposed to bewe 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
We re making a movewe re making it now
We re coming out of the side lines
Just put your hands up it s a raid
We want your homeswe want your lives
we want the things you won t allow us
We won t use gunswe won t use bombs
We ll use the one thing we ve got more of that s our minds
Brotherssisterscan 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
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 homeswe want your lives
we want the things you won t allow us
We won t use gunswe won t use bombs
We ll use the one thing we ve got more of that sour minds
And that s our minds Yeah