THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
... IN OTHERS WORDS ... IN OTHERS WORDS ... IN OTHERS WORDS ... IN OTHERS WORDS ... IN OTHERS WORDS ... IN OTHERS WORDS ...
Mis-Shapes

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 '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 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 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 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 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
yeah
Originally released on the LP/CD Different Class, 1995
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