Lyrics Mob Rules All - The Rival Mob

Mob Rules All

Could give a nasty fuck if this you dance.
We’d rather these jams made you shit your pants.
But since we’re all desensitized, that impact has faded with time.
You’ve seen it. You’ve done it. You fucking love it.
How this modern worlds working for you.
Now you want me to buy that your jams are so mean?
Your jams are weak and your jams are too fucking clean.
Cookie cutters stamped in that agro dough and the cast of The Hills wolfs it
down.
An army of goons may believe your shit but I know you’re just a clown.
But the mob rules all. That’s the golden rule.
There isn’t an ounce of danger…
So SOUND OFF!
MOB RULES ALL-Don't break the mold!
MOB RULES ALL-Don't you fucking dare!
People like a routine that they’ve learned. And this new routine sucks.
Make that core hard. Sake it raw. Some little puke goes «ew yuck».