Monday 27 August 2007

Kaiser Chiefs "The Angry Mob" Rapidshare Music Video,Lyrics&review


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 cos you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you'd be dead
Its only cos 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 cos 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

And here we go with the letter
Well can you fix it for me
Cos we need entertainment
To keep us all off the streets

So tonight you'll sleep softly in your bed Instant Song Lyrics

You can try anything
And no-one would know apart from you and me
You can stop anything
It's starts with just one and turns to two then three

Its only cos 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
Get a shopping basket wrapped round your head

So here we go with the letter
Oh can you fix it for me
24 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

KaiserChiefs-TheAngryMob

OOOOOOOH! I predict more anthemic, guitar-driven pop from those lovable likely lads, the Kaiser Chiefs.

Unfortunately, the trouble with Ricky Wilson is that the louder he shouts the less he seems to say.

The Angry Mob is everything you would expect from the Kaisers. Crunchy guitar playing the root notes? Check. Honky tonk piano being banged away in the background? Check. Po-faced Wilson reciting more working-classisms than you could shake a tabloid at? Check.

Two minutes through, the song shifts into one of those chanting crescendos for which the band is famed - a single verse repeated so many times that the football hooligans who will no doubt end up screaming it won’t need a second listen to commit it to memory.

Nothing new here.

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