Mis-Shapes Lyrics

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#MIS-SHAPES
#Transcribed by Paul Kelly
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#Verse 1
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Chords
A : x02220
E : 022100
Fm : 133111
F#m : 244222
Dmaj7 : xx0222
D7 : xx0212
E7 : 022130
G : xx5433
Gaug : xx5443
G6 : xx5453
G7 : xx5463
C : x32010
Caug : x3211x
C6 : x32210
C7 : x32310
Em : xx2000
C/E : xx2010
Em6 : xx2020
Mis-shapes, 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 round 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 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.
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 wont 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 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.
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 wont 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.
Instrumental
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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 going to be so sweet, 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 wont 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.