lördag 22 maj 2010

you're so clever, but clever ain't wise

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 'Coz they just want to keep us out
You could end up with a smash in the mouth
Just for standing out, oh really
Brothers and sisters can't you see
The future is owned by you and me
There won't be fighting in the street
They think they 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 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 mind

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