Mis-Shapes lyrics

Song information

Artist: Pulp
Album: Different Class

Lyrics

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
Cos 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
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 - that's our minds

Check your lucky numbers
That much money could drag you under, oh
What's the point in being rich
If you can't think what to do with it?
Cos 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 to 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 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 - 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
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 - that's our minds
And that's our minds. yeah