Mis-Shapes
by Pulp

Album: Different Class (1995)
Charted: 2
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  • Misshapes, mistakes, misfits
    Raised on a diet of broken biscuits, oh
    We don't look the same as you
    And we don't do the things you do
    But we live around here, too, oh really

    Misshapes, mistakes, misfits
    We'd like to go to town but we can't risk it, oh
    'Cause they just wanna keep us out
    You could end up with a smack in the mouth
    Just for standing out, now, 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-oh-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, 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?
    '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 to shout about, oh-oh-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, 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

    And 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 gonna 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 minds, yeah
    And that's our minds, yeah Writer/s: Candida Doyle, Jarvis Branson Cocker, Mark Andrew Webber, Nick Banks, Russell Senior, Stephen Patrick Mackey
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
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