Mis-Shapes Pulp
(Jarvis Cocker, Steve Mackey, Candida Doyle, Nick Banks, Russell Senior, Mark Webber)
Intro
[A]Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits
[E]Raised on a diet of broken biscuits, oh
[F#m]We don't look the same as you
[D]And we don't do the things you do
[D7]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
'Cos 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 streets
They think they've got us beat
But revenge is gonna be so sweet, oh
Chorus
[G]We're making a [GaddD#]move
We're making it [G6]now
We're coming out o[G7]f the sidelines
[C]Just put your [CaddG#]hands up, it's a [C6]raid, y[C7]eah
We want your [Em]homes
We want your [EmaddC]lives
We want the [Em6]things you won't allow [EmaddC]us
We won't use [Em]guns
We won't use [EmaddC]bombs
We'll use the one [Em6]thing we've got more[EmaddC] of
And that's our [Em]minds
Check your lucky numbers
That much money could drag you under, oh
Oh, what's the point in being rich
If you can't think what to do with it
'Cos you're so bleeding* thick?
Oh, we weren't supposed to be
We learned 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 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
And that's our minds
Solo
[A] [E] [F#m] [D] [D7] [A]
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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 streets
They think that 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 [Em]minds, [EmaddC]yeah[Em6] [EmaddC]
that's our minds, yeah
Oh
End on C
* This incredibly offensive word was replaced by
"very" on the radio-edited single versions.
This is the only difference between the
otherwise-identical single and album mixes.
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