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I'm the Boss of the
And I've got hunger for me
and you'll begin to understand
I built my profits on land
the economics of supply and demand
And I make the demands here
sells, people die
Same manipulation in lies
Give a money and play your rock and roll
The biggest prizes to the fools
Good evening ladies and
Welcome to the where you the audience participate
On our show tonight we got lost of in store for you at home
In with the fashion for charity, not change
Here's out contribution--we've it Slag Aid
For every pop that we slag off today
A pounds will be given away
Paul - come on down
With crocodile tears to this ground
Make of Ethiopia a fertile
Where everyone sings Beatles and buys shares in EMI
Charity, starvation, and and roll
Let it be, eh
Freddie Mercury, this is life
Thank the Lord that you were white
And thank apartheid for wonderful opportunity
To peddle hypocrisy in Sun City
A bit of a hot potato in a moment, eh Fred, in South
Well I'm sure there's a in there somewhere
David Bowie, the is right
A suitful of and a gobful of shite
Still the voices of who doubt
Coca-Cola for the peasants to end drought
David the can only take so much
And with you around, in for a really hard time
and Richards, game for a laugh
Dancing us down the garden
To a place where grows on trees
cocaine habits are financed by hunger and disease
There's only one mountain in the and roll business
Ladies and Gentlemen, and it's Jagger
Ask the who pull the strings
Who makes the money when the puppets
Ask the corporations where does the go
Ask the empty-bellied children what are we for
And Richard, three, two, one
The God who remains when the gone
Cliff, we've got a special for you today
So up closer, step this way
Cliff, you're such an of moral worth
Such a purist saint come to bless our
on behalf of our viewers watching on telly
And on behalf of the millions with empty
We're donating something that we're all going to like
Cliff Richard, we're going to nail you up to a cross
Ladies and gentlemen, just imagine it, someone comes along, takes everything you own, your space, your house, separates you from your family and then hits you in the face if you say anything different. Well, that's what we've been doing to the third world for the past four hundred years. That's you and me. You the viewers at home, me in the studio, the pop stars, everyone. That's how we make the third world, every day, today and every day. If you want any correspondence with the program, just your answers, letter bombs only, to BP House, Victoria Street, London, SW1
you and good night
Feed the
Starve the

I there must be more
I know must be more
Than giving just a bit more
When half of this is so helplessly poor
Starved of the solution
and tradition
And the cycle of children
Will on going 'round
I know must be more
Will keep on going
I know there be more
Will on going 'round
I know there must be
'Till we the house of commons to the ground