1. Anarcho-punk late '70… Read Full Bio ↴There are more than one band named The Mob.
1. Anarcho-punk late '70s
2. New York Hardcore early '80s
3. Rock 2005
4. Northern soul R& B mid "60s
5. A Seattle band that later became Queensrÿche.
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1) The Mob were an anarcho-punk band originally from Yeovil, Somerset, England during the late 1970s and early 1980s. The band broke up in December 1983. Marc Mob was the bands center of attention with colourful (red) dreadlocks and an angelic face. On the contrary his voice sounded doomed, his lyrics featuring topics such as nuclear bombs, war, wastelands, death and doom in general. the mob. they knew that the world was a place of doom, gloom, and despair, and thus sung songs of mourning for a dying world. greed, corruption, and pollution have blotted out all hope and optimism. formed and disbanded during the early UK anarcho-punk scene, the mob defined dirge music in the punk genre with music so competent and unique from the one chord wonder bands, and possibly the most emotional, albeit negative, of any of their contemporaries like crass, conflict, and chumbawamba while still remaining political in their message. possibly the only other band to hold a torch to the despair and morbidity of the mob was rudimentary peni, another off-beat post-punk group who often shared the stage with the mob. they seemed more comrades to each other than any of the more positive-punk bands at the time.
2) The Mob were a hardcore band from New York who existed during the 1980's. Their first release was the Upset The System EP 7" in 1982 followed by another 7" (Step Forward) the next year and a LP titled We Come To Crush in 1986. Their style of hardcore was similar to contemporaries such as The Abused, Urban Waste and Cause For Alarm.
3)The Mob is an American hard rock band formed in 2005. Their self-titled debut album was released by Frontiers Records the same year. Line-up:
* Reb Beach (from Whitesnake – guitars, backing vocals
* Doug Pinnick (from King's X – lead vocals
* Timothy Drury from (Whitesnake – keyboards, backing vocals
* Kelly Keagy from (Night Ranger– drums, backing vocals
4 ) The Mob is a 1960's horn-soul band from Chicago Illinois that played many venues and had a prolific and successful songwriting duo amongst its' members of the band in guitarist Jim Holvay and horn player Gary Beisbier(https://www.last.fm/music/Gary+Beisbier ) who wrote songs for many other acts including The Buckinghams. (https://mikebaker45s.weebly.com/)
5 ) In 1980, Michael Wilton and Scott Rockenfield had founded a band called Cross+Fire, which Chris DeGarmo and Eddie Jackson joined shortly thereafter. They then called themselves The Mob. In 1982, Geoff Tate was involved as vocalist to record a four-song demo. The band changed its name to Queensrÿche.
Dance on
The Mob Lyrics
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Boredom besets me like a pack of wild hounds on a bloody fox
What should I do?
Fetch me the fool, he makes me feel better
Send for the royal fool
Send for the royal fool
Send for the royal fool
Where's the royal fool?
I have a message from the royal fool
Read it aloud
B-But Sire
Read it aloud, now
You fucking fool
What?
Niggas don't dance
All they do is this
Let me see
All they do is this?
Off with his head
They don't dance no mo'
They don't dance no mo'
(What we doin' is sittin' around chillin')
They don't dance no mo'
They don't dance no mo'
Yeah, uh, yeah
Did it, done it, run it, sayin "How you want it?" Leave it
When you finished, let me dress it up and made it seem sweet
Like a beach in Martinique, Goodie back up on they feet
Set it straight for the nine-eight, license plate with the triple A
Callin' all them cars, because the club be goin' left and right
Throwin' blows like them pros, runnin' lows up in the night
Feelin numb from the cup I drank, holla at them thugs in the back
Baby, what you lookin fo'? Shawty I ain't showin' no slack
People don't dance no mo' (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
People don't dance no mo'
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss
All they do is diss
They get off on holdin' folks hostage
They good, fo' casin' malls and leavin' broken glass
Where you park? Them two inch white walls that was lit by cat eyes
Fools calm, triggers fourth and long, zone three
Deep coverage, man under
We used to break doin' eighty-three
2 Live dropped, and we was throwin' D
They don't fight with fists
They bring they piss
Pat everybody down, before they leave this piece
People don't dance no mo' (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss
All they do is diss
People don't dance no mo' (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss
All they do is diss
Educate themselves, and went to jail, that filthy morgue
With the core, and high powered restrainin' mechanisms
Why is it? They slayin' this last nigga, ready to sick 'em
But I stay cool, and observe them fool and let's just thank, and drank
And clear the way you think, actin' out and about
That gat he pulled, that my patna' sawed
And he worked quickly, was it worth it? He didn't deserve it
Predestined weapons for lessons that we learned
Hot, bullets burned
People don't dance no mo' (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss
All they do is diss
People don't dance no mo' (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss
All they do is diss
Well, my name is Sugar Low, and this is my trade
For years we been some players, what more can I say?
Saturday night at my dance, throw on a few clothes, uh
Hit Atlanta live, and break a few rolls
Get some drinks, and stroll the halls, hold the walls
Just in case security can't control the brawls
I still roll the ball, but I done got a little too old
To get all sweaty dancin' round wit y'all
People don't dance no mo' (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss
All they do is diss
People don't dance no mo' (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss
All they do is diss (they don't dance no more)
People don't dance no mo' (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss
All they do is diss (they don't dance no more)
People don't dance no mo' (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss
All they do is diss
People don't dance no mo' (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss
All they do is diss (they don't dance no more)
People don't dance no mo' (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
All they do is diss
All they do is diss (they don't dance no more)
(They don't dance no more)
(People don't dance no more)
(All they do is diss)
(All they do is diss)
The lyrics to The Mob's song Dance On explore themes such as boredom, dissatisfaction, and the decline of dancing in the African American community. The song starts with a conversation between two people, where one person is asking what to do because of their boredom, and the other person suggests calling the "royal fool" to improve their mood. Later, there is an altercation when someone reads a message from the royal fool that says "Niggas don't dance, all they do is this", and this leads to someone losing their head.
The rest of the song is a discussion of why people don't dance anymore and how they have replaced it with "dissing" or disrespecting each other. The lyrics reference violence, drinking, and drugs as reasons for this change. While the song highlights the negativity associated with this change, there is an underlying sense of acceptance, and the song can be interpreted as a commentary on the social and cultural changes taking place in African American communities during the 1990s.
Line by Line Meaning
Sire, what is thy problem?
The singer asks the king what is bothering him
Boredom besets me like a pack of wild hounds on a bloody fox
The king is extremely bored
What should I do?
The singer asks the king what he should do to alleviate his boredom
Fetch me the fool, he makes me feel better
The king wants to be entertained by the court jester
Send for the royal fool
The artist is requesting that the royal fool be summoned to the king's presence
(And later on)
This is a transition to a later point in time
Where's the royal fool?
The king is looking for the court jester
I have a message from the royal fool
Someone has a message from the court jester to deliver to the king
Read it aloud
The king wants someone to read the message out loud
B-But Sire
The artist hesitates to read the message out loud for the king
Read it aloud, now
The king insists that the message be read out loud immediately
You fucking fool
The king insults the artist for hesitating to read the message out loud
What?
The singer is surprised or confused by the king's insult
Niggas don't dance
The singer is making a statement about how people behave at parties or events
All they do is this
The singer is demonstrating a particular dance move
Let me see
The artist wants to observe the dance move again
All they do is this?
The artist is incredulous that people only do one dance move
Off with his head
The king orders someone to be executed
They don't dance no mo'
The singer is lamenting the fact that people don't dance anymore
(What we doin' is sittin' around chillin')
The artist is describing the current behavior of people at parties or events
Yeah, uh, yeah
The artist is acknowledging the previous statement
Did it, done it, run it, sayin "How you want it?" Leave it
The artist is describing how they complete a task and move on to the next one
When you finished, let me dress it up and made it seem sweet
The singer is requesting that someone make their accomplishment look better
Like a beach in Martinique, Goodie back up on they feet
The artist is making a comparison to something good happening or being revived
Set it straight for the nine-eight, license plate with the triple A
The singer is referencing a specific year and car registration
Callin' all them cars, because the club be goin' left and right
The singer is anticipating a high-energy club or party scene
Throwin' blows like them pros, runnin' lows up in the night
The singer is describing people getting into fights or causing trouble at a party or club
Feelin numb from the cup I drank, holla at them thugs in the back
The artist is indicating that they are feeling intoxicated and wants to talk to the shady characters in the back of the room
Baby, what you lookin fo'? Shawty I ain't showin' no slack
The artist is asking someone what they want and expressing that they won't back down if confronted
People don't dance no mo' (they don't dance no mo')
The singer is reiterating their previous statement about people not dancing anymore
All they do is diss (they don't dance no mo')
The singer is saying that all people do is talk negatively instead of dancing
People don't dance no mo'
The artist is reiterating yet again that people don't dance anymore
They get off on holdin' folks hostage
The artist is saying that some people enjoy controlling others
They good, fo' casin' malls and leavin' broken glass
The artist is indicating that these people are destructive and cause chaos in public places
Where you park? Them two inch white walls that was lit by cat eyes
The singer is referring to a type of car tire and its reflective quality
Fools calm, triggers fourth and long, zone three
The artist is referencing a football play and using it as a metaphor for a dangerous situation
Deep coverage, man under
The singer is referencing another football play, but it's unclear how it relates to the song's theme
We used to break doin' eighty-three
The singer is nostalgic for an earlier time when things were more lively or exciting
2 Live dropped, and we was throwin' D
The singer is referencing a song and dance that was popular in a particular time and place
They don't fight with fists
The artist is indicating that people resort to using weapons instead of fighting with their hands
They bring they piss
The artist is saying that people who use weapons bring urine to throw at their enemies
Pat everybody down, before they leave this piece
The singer is suggesting that people are searched before leaving an event or location to ensure that they don't have weapons
Educate themselves, and went to jail, that filthy morgue
The singer is suggesting that people who resort to violence end up in jail or dead
With the core, and high powered restrainin' mechanisms
It's unclear what this line means in the context of the song
Why is it? They slayin' this last nigga, ready to sick 'em
The artist is asking why people are so violent and eager to cause harm to others
But I stay cool, and observe them fool and let's just thank, and drank
The artist is indicating that they remain calm and watch others act foolishly while they enjoy themselves
And clear the way you think, actin' out and about
The singer is suggesting that people need to clear their minds and stop behaving badly
That gat he pulled, that my patna' sawed
The artist is referencing a gun and a friend who witnessed something
And he worked quickly, was it worth it? He didn't deserve it
The singer is describing a violent act that happened quickly and questioning whether it was justified
Predestined weapons for lessons that we learned
The singer is saying that people are destined to use weapons and violence to learn important lessons in life
Hot, bullets burned
The singer is referencing gun violence and the pain it causes
Well, my name is Sugar Low, and this is my trade
The artist is introducing themselves by name and profession
For years we been some players, what more can I say?
The artist is indicating that they have been successful in their profession for a long time
Saturday night at my dance, throw on a few clothes, uh
The singer is describing a typical evening at their establishment
Hit Atlanta live, and break a few rolls
The singer is indicating that they go to Atlanta to enjoy a good time
Get some drinks, and stroll the halls, hold the walls
The artist is describing the activities they participate in while out drinking with friends
Just in case security can't control the brawls
The artist is indicating that they are prepared for any fighting or trouble that may occur
I still roll the ball, but I done got a little too old
The artist is saying that they are still involved in their profession, but they are getting too old for it
To get all sweaty dancin' round wit y'all
The singer is saying that they don't want to dance and get sweaty with everyone
All they do is diss (they don't dance no more)
The artist is reiterating their previous statement that people don't dance anymore and only talk negatively instead
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Robert Terrance Barnett, Cameron F. Gipp, Patrick L. Brown, Thomas Decarlo Burton, Erin G. Johnson, Raymon Ameer Murray, David A. Sheats, Rico Renard Wade
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Schylar Davis
I never understood why people got upset that they did mobs in their establishment tbh I feel like it would draw more attention imagine going out to eat and having this performance truly something you’ll remember forever same with the art gallery
Lu Bueno
yessssssss
ماجد المطيري
Yuuub , the art gallery lady stopped the security from interrupting the dance , because she knew the same
bruhh !!
True
Carla Beatriz
Simmmmmm sim e yes em português
koostattoos -
well they don't ask permission and probably annoy some of their guests lol
Thembi Phiri
I actually liked this movie cause for once it wasnt about battling another crew, it's for something important
Caitlyn Labuga
yessss your so right! that’s why i loved this one and the first one
Steven Mendoza
Ahh yes, cringe dancing to save the city🕺
Caitlyn Labuga
@Steven Mendoza sure whatever you think ☺️