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Linnea: Ny sida: Låt av brittiska pop-bandet Pulp. "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...

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Ny sida: Låt av brittiska pop-bandet Pulp. "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...

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Låt av brittiska pop-bandet [[Pulp]].

"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.
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'sour minds.
And that's our minds. Yeah.

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 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.
 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'sour minds.
 And that's our minds. Yeah.
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