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Runnin' Riot

by MOGUL

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M.O.G.U.L M.O.G.U.L M.O.G.U.L M.O.G.U.L
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We’ve rebuilt the ruined concept of rock ‘n’ roll music With Lego and model glue Some bands are born shit, all others simply lose it We perfect everything we do We replace all the “greats” from the past We stand in contrast, we’ll always be what’s coming next Concisely we’re much better than sex Even you can understand We’re not just another rock ‘n’ roll band You’re so lucky just to get one look We’ll break your arms if you try to touch Even you can understand we’re not just another rock ‘n’ roll band It’s all gone to plan as we’re making lots of money Oh we’re much more clever than you If at first you’re jealous of all kneeling in our presence You’ll soon be bowing down too ‘Cos we’re worth every penny we earn And yeah it goes on flashy clothes and up my nose Concisely we're much better than sex
3.
I think that I caught the tram at Winson Green With the 99p can of Diamond White And I think that I might have got off quickly For some special offer wine that’s not that nice It’s not that nice Don’t you even think about going to tell my mother And don’t you even think about going to tell my nan They just wouldn’t understand They can’t see that it’s just a laugh I bet nor can you I think that I must have stayed on into town When I’m drinking how I love to see the sights And now I’ve got to go as it’s almost three-thirty How the Midland Metro has improved my life Improved my life Don’t you even think about going to tell my mother And don’t you even think about going to tell my nan They just wouldn’t understand They can’t see that it’s just a laugh I bet nor can you Don’t you even think about going to tell my mother And don’t you even think about going to tell my nan They just wouldn’t understand They can’t see that it’s just a laugh I know they wouldn’t understand They can’t see that it’s just a laugh I bet nor can you
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Bin Bag 01:41
When I’m dead there’ll be no flowers When I’m dead there’ll be no candles When I’m dead there’ll be no tears I bet there’ll be laughter I’ll bet you’ll have a party Put me in a bin bag and leave me with the rubbish When I’m dead there’ll be no flowers When I’m dead there’ll be no candles When I’m dead there’ll be no tears I bet there’ll be laughter I’ll bet you’ll have a party Put me in a bin bag and leave me with the rubbish When I’m dead When I’m dead When I’m dead When I’m dead There will be no flowers There will be no candles There will be no tears When I’m dead there’ll be no flowers When I’m dead there’ll be no candles When I’m dead there’ll be no tears I bet there’ll be laughter I’ll bet you’ll have a party Put me in a bin bag and leave me with the rubbish Listen one more time... I bet there’ll be laughter I’ll bet you'll have a party Put me in a bin bag and leave me with the rubbish
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The Model 02:45
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Help your mum dust around the house Stack the nest of tables nice and neat. Read more often, it’d help your spelling It takes effort to compete Don’t talk through the news while your dad is watching Get to bed, I think you need more sleep Never compromise on hygiene It’s so important to Eat Yr Greens Get yourself a sexy nightie You’ve got to work hard at marriage Start saving early in a pension plan You can maximise space with a drawer divan You never see your mum - go on, visit her this Sunday You’ll wish you could when she’s dead Smooth white surfaces. Lemon Clean It’s so important to Eat Yr Greens
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Lips 02:01
It’s not all glamour, it’s tough at the top It’s a cat-fight just to keep what you’ve got Use you brains and your friends and your looks Do all you have to and make your own luck Like I do, like I do, like I do, like I do Here’s what I’m saying, nice and slow Don’t just dream - that’s so obscene Why just be a human being? Excuses always come true Get on and do what you really want to do Like I do, like I do Your face is your fortune before you’re too old Take care of your skin, stay thin, wear new clothes Use your hips and your lips and your legs Refuse to get dolled-up? You’re better off dead You’ve got two, you’ve got two, you’ve got two Again what I’m saying, in case you don’t know Don’t daydream - that’s so obscene Why just be a human being? Excuses always come true Get on, do what you really want to do Like I do, like I do, like I do
8.
It all happened on New Years’ Eve, ages ago now. Me and a couple of mates from school went to a pub that wasn’t too fussy who it served. Anyway, we had Ort with uswho was dead mature-looking with a rapidly thickening moustache. He’d go up to the bar for the Snakebite and Blacks. He was quite good at talking to older people so that helped It seemed everybody we’d ever seen about in our entire lives was there, though thankfully not any uncles or mates of my dad. This tosser, who was the spit of Chris Waddle was there, in some cockney teams’ crappy yellow away kit. So were a load of psychobillies who went to our other mate’s training centre. One was called Stretch, he hung out with Tobin sometimes, but he was still alright. The loudest lot, though, were a load of women old enough to be our mothers, laughing and drinking Snowballs and Barley Wine or something at the table to our right. One of them had DIY tattooed dots on her right hand, in faded blue ink. They were only small dots, mind you At midnight, people got unusually friendly for round here. They usually just beat you up, and blokes who would normally take the piss were going, “Happy New Year mate!” ‘n’ stuff. The women were getting friendly as well, showing far too much leg. As Ort got up to go to the bog, one of them made a grab for him, and he fell into her lap, only just avoiding the lake of beer and fag ash on the table. She squeezed his big fat arse and whispered, “how about a New Years’ kiss, luv?” before greedily tonguing his mouth. It turns out her name was Audrey, she was 36 and from Tantany. Her old man was inside, so Ort, the lucky bastard, got to go back with her, though he was warned to be quiet so not to wake up Kelly, her 13-year old daughter. I got an invite too ... sort of. Audrey said I could come round anytime as she reckoned Kelly would really like me Nothing changes really; the next day, people had the same fears and hatred in their eyes. It wouldn’t matter if it were the New Year 2000 or whatever, it would all be the same
9.
At the bus stop in the rain In my brain it’s Can On the way to buy my daily bread In my head it’s Can I’m a Can fan I’m a Can fan I’m a Can fan I’m a Can fan I’m a Can fan I’m a Can fan I’m a Can fan I’m a Can fan I love you You love me We love Can Together we’re Can fans I love you You love me We love Can Together we’re Can fans I’m a Can fan I’m a Can fan I’m a Can fan I’m a Can fan Tape it, play it, hear it, love it Tape it, play it, hear it, love it Tape it, play it, hear it, love it Can I’m a Can fan I’m a Can fan I’m a Can fan I’m a fan of Can
10.
I was up for the party at this girls house I’d heard a wonderful rumour that she’d asked me out But all the kids from The Corra came in between And there was trouble in the garden And trouble by the wall Trouble on the carpet Trouble by the kitchen door There was trouble by the video game Such a shame Oh such a shame It was a clash of hairdos Yeah, a big bloodbath When all the shaven heads of the criminal class They saw my fine display of firm hairspray Yeah, there was trouble in the garden And trouble by the wall Trouble on the carpet Trouble by the kitchen door There was trouble by the video game Such a shame Oh such a shame I was up for the party at this girls house I’d heard a wonderful rumour that she’d asked me out The a clash of hairdos came in between And there was trouble in her garden And trouble by the wall Trouble on her carpet Trouble by the kitchen door There was trouble by the video game Such a shame Oh such a shame It was a clash of hairdos It was a clash of hairdos Oh what a clash of hairdos Just a clash of hairdos
11.
Precinct 02:47
One two three four We always met up on Friday’s on a wall in the precinct Supped a few cider’s then the snogging commenced Oh it’s a love that happens once in a lifetime Practically having sex on the carpet in the snug Sadness descended as we walked past the chip shop It followed us down to the deserted bus stop Oh why must we do what they want us to do It’s our night and you’re coming home with me, alright? I had been warned not to bring her back It was the law, an unquestioned fact Hoping no-one was there to see My heart stopped as I turned the key The creaks on the stairs were waiting there like a minefield The stupid teenagers that were gagging for it Oh God we made it past my bedroom door Under the covers it got so nice and warm Then our silence was murdered and our darkness was blinded Mother had burst in with that look on her face Oh I knew exactly what I was in for One of her talks about contraception, morals and all that stuff I had been warned not to bring her back It was the law, an unquestioned fact Hoping no-one was there to see My heart stopped as I turned the key One more time I had been warned not to bring her back It was the law, an unquestioned fact Hoping no-one was there to see My heart stopped as I turned the key
12.
He’s got his footie mates Some summer Speedway dates And then of course there’s quiznites at the Legion He was in the Turk’s Head Or so Geoff’s sister said And The Lion, I think last Sunday If Ort woz back again the sun would shine Straight down on Wednesbury’s best fish bar All the time I might get in touch I could phone him up And everything would be the same as ever I bet he’s still a Goth Still wears a West Brom top To the five-a-side on Monday’s Ort worked out the meaning of existence when he was seven. He’s clever like that He saw that it’s better to play it safe an’ be a big fridge-freezer in your local pub than risk Everything and end up broke and alone, somewhere you don’t belong
13.
No Kicks 02:07
I can’t get no kicks I can’t get no kicks I can’t get no kicks I can’t get no kicks I get no kick from school I get no kick from your rules The TV just bores me stiff I can’t get no kicks I get no kick from phones I get no kick from planes I get no kick from glue And I get no kick outta you I can’t get no kicks I can’t get no kicks I can’t get no kicks I can’t get no kicks I can’t get no kicks I can’t get no kicks outta you I get no kicks in the house I get no kicks in the street I get no kicks on my bike And I get no kicks in your car I get no kick from wizz I get no kick from draw I get no kick from glue And I get no kick outta you I can’t get no kicks I can’t get no kicks I can’t get no kicks I can’t get no kicks I can’t get no kicks I can’t get no kick outta you Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na no kicks Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na no kicks I get no kicks from glue And I get no kick outta you
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Roll With It 03:36
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We’ve rebuilt the ruined concept of rock ‘n’ roll music With Lego and model glue Some bands are born shit, all others simply lose it We perfect everything we do We replace all the “greats” from the past We stand in contrast, we’ll always be what’s coming next Concisely we’re much better than sex Even you can understand We’re not just another rock ‘n’ roll band You’re so lucky just to get one look We’ll break your arms if you try to touch Even you can understand we’re not just another rock ‘n’ roll band It’s all gone to plan as we’re making lots of money Oh we’re much more clever than you If at first you’re jealous of all kneeling in our presence You’ll soon be bowing down too ‘Cos we’re worth every penny we earn And yeah it goes on flashy clothes and up my nose Concisely we're much better than sex
16.
We’ve rebuilt the ruined concept of rock ‘n’ roll music With Lego and model glue Some bands are born shit, all others simply lose it We perfect everything we do We replace all the “greats” from the past We stand in contrast, we’ll always be what’s coming next Concisely we’re much better than sex Even you can understand We’re not just another rock ‘n’ roll band You’re so lucky just to get one look We’ll break your arms if you try to touch Even you can understand we’re not just another rock ‘n’ roll band It’s all gone to plan as we’re making lots of money Oh we’re much more clever than you If at first you’re jealous of all kneeling in our presence You’ll soon be bowing down too ‘Cos we’re worth every penny we earn And yeah it goes on flashy clothes and up my nose Concisely we're much better than sex

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Sassy, cheeky day-glo techno-punk bubblegum pop bombs from this girl-boy two-piece from Birmingham, Uk. This is their debut album, including smash disco hits like 'Better than sex', remixed by THE CUBAN BOYS.

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released September 2, 2002

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