I can prove anything
I'll make you admit again and again
I can prove anything
The way that it's read again and again
And its only 'cause you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you?d be dead
Its only 'cause you follow what the others do
Its no excuse to say your easily lead
You can choose anything
You choose to lose again and again
You could do anything
Why should you do anything again
And its only 'cause you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you?d be dead
Winding yourself up until your turning blue
Repeating everything that you've read
So here we go with the letter
Well can you fix it for me
'Cause we need entertainment
To keep us all off the streets
So tonight you'll sleep softly in your bed
You can try anything
And no-one would know apart for you and me
You can stop anything
It's starts with just one and two then three
Its only 'cause you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you?d be dead
Raise a glass or two
You raise a fist or two
And get a shopping basket wrapped round your head
Here we go with the letter
Oh can you fix it for me
Twenty four hour drinking
To keep us all off the streets
So tonight you'll sleep softly in your bed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday day
We like who like
We hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
I'll make you admit again and again
I can prove anything
The way that it's read again and again
And its only 'cause you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you?d be dead
Its only 'cause you follow what the others do
Its no excuse to say your easily lead
You can choose anything
You choose to lose again and again
You could do anything
Why should you do anything again
And its only 'cause you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you?d be dead
Winding yourself up until your turning blue
Repeating everything that you've read
So here we go with the letter
Well can you fix it for me
'Cause we need entertainment
To keep us all off the streets
So tonight you'll sleep softly in your bed
You can try anything
And no-one would know apart for you and me
You can stop anything
It's starts with just one and two then three
Its only 'cause you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you?d be dead
Raise a glass or two
You raise a fist or two
And get a shopping basket wrapped round your head
Here we go with the letter
Oh can you fix it for me
Twenty four hour drinking
To keep us all off the streets
So tonight you'll sleep softly in your bed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday day
We like who like
We hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
Lyrics submitted by bing_redboy
The Angry Mob Lyrics as written by Danny Elfman
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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I find it outrageous that some people are classing the working class and chavs as the same category. Chav's don't work, that's why they aren't working class.
Anyway rant over. Great song and i agree that this must be about modern day britain, everyone believing what they read in papers. The video shows different social classes fighting so you can't just say its all about chavs.
Agreed. There has been a blatent attack on the working class for as long as they/we have had some power. Even more blatently in the last 20 years. We are the new acceptably laughed at. If you've seen the video you may note that the posh woman plays two roles. The Posh Hoe who grabs the waiters arse and the woman on a "girls night out" who gets punched. Near the end it is the posh resturant folks who are singing the Greek Chorus. <br /> <br /> "Here we go with the letter<br /> Oh can you fix it for me" Jim'll fix it?<br /> <br /> "24 hour drinking<br /> To keep us all off the streets" Seems like a stab at the then Gov who introduced 24/7 bar openings. <br /> <br /> The folks in the resturant are taking pleasure from the working classes fighting as they always do. Yet they shut up shop in fear and chair gets thrown in their window. In the end the women in pink and the women in red stop fighting. There is a moment where two people hold hands (They join up against the posh twats?)<br /> The video ends there. To me it says join together against your oppressors. <br /> To most people here, it says "chavs" are awful people who will never have a seminal moment to rake the bastards back. <br /> <br /> By the way, Middle and Upper Class people read the papers more than Chavs and the Working Class. <br /> <br />
I think this songs is about street justice, and evidence manipulation
It's not about the chavs, it's about YOU, the people who believe Britain is being taken over by chavs, that immigrants are stealing our jobs and that Britain is going to "hell in a handbasket"
Basically it's the same as "Hunting for witches" by Bloc Party- The Daily Express telling us what to think and us believing it.
Woo, first comment!
Anyway, I love this song. I bought the CD today, and there's like 6 tracks I love (not that the other 7 aren't great, I just prefer those 6). The Angry Mob is one of those 6.
Well let's be fair - as much as I like the Kaiser Chiefs not all of their song writing has the deepest meaning.
But the first thing that struck me about this is that it may be a little bit fo a refelction on Briatin. Britain is the Angry Mob. and the repeated lines towards the end about reading the papers and being easily swayed could refer to British Tabloids...
Basically we get angry and wound up quickly , but with little or no reason to??
Just my thoughts?!
i think it's about condmening britain these days (especially younger people) , basically.... drinking all the time (24 hour drinking to keep us all off the streets), fighting on the streets (shopping basket qrapped round your head), going around in gangs (it's only cos you came here with your brothers too, if you came here on your own you'd be dead)... and generally being scum
When was the last time you had a shopping basket around your head?
good song. explores the absolute power yet fickleness of the working class. think the chiefs are treading on the killers' toes though.
I think it explores the fickleness upper class abuse of power. But hey, I watched/listened to the song more than once.
I think it refers to Ned/Chav culture in todays Britain. They do what they want, they are "easily swayed", papers like the Sun, the NOTW make them even more ignorant. They act like muppets and will play the hardman to impress their friends, but if their friends werent there to back them up, they would get the shit beaten out of them.
Haha, yeah, kinda sounds like Britain.
Oooh but this song is AWESOME. Kaiser Chefs must take tradition in making addictive songs, because every time this song ends I push the back button just like I did with "Oh My God." It's like drugs, seriously...
So tonight you'll sleep softly in your bed I dunno why, but when he sings this, it kinda reminds me of franz ferdinand and i think its about britain indeed and that people go along with the mob. "Repeating everything that you've read" not thinking anymore, just repeating