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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 stolen
It's the economics of and demand
And I make the around here
Product sells, die
Same manipulation wrapped in
Give a little money and play rock and roll
The biggest prizes to the fools
Good ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to the show where you the audience
On our show we got lost of surprises in store for you at home
In keeping with the fashion for charity, not
out contribution--we've called it Slag Aid
For every pop star that we off today
A million pounds will be given
Paul - come on down
With crocodile tears to irrigate ground
Make of Ethiopia a fertile
Where everyone sings Beatles songs and buys in EMI
Charity, starvation, and rock and
Let it be, eh
Freddie Mercury, this is your
Thank the Lord that you born white
And thank apartheid for this wonderful
To your hypocrisy in Sun City
A bit of a hot in a moment, eh Fred, in South Africa?
I'm sure there's a video in there somewhere
David Bowie, the is right
A suitful of and a gobful of shite
the voices of those who doubt
Coca-Cola for the peasants to end this
David the world can only take so
And with you around, we're in for a really time
Jagger and Richards, game for a
us down the garden path
To a place money grows on trees
Where habits are financed by hunger and disease
only one mountain in the rock and roll business
Ladies and Gentlemen, and Mick Jagger
Ask the who pull the strings
Who makes the money the puppets sing
Ask the where does the money go
Ask the empty-bellied what are we singing for
And Richard, three, two, one
The God who remains the religion's gone
Cliff, we've got a special for you today
So come up closer, this way
Cliff, you're such an example of moral
Such a saint come to bless our earth
on behalf of our viewers watching on telly
And on behalf of the millions empty bellies
We're donating something special we're all going to like
Richard, we're going to nail you up to a cross tonight
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
Thank you and night
the world
Starve the

I know there be more
I there must be more
Than giving just a little bit
When half of this world is so poor
of the real solution
Charity and
And the cycle of hungry
Will keep on going
I know there be more
keep on going 'round
I know there be more
Will keep on 'round
I know there be more
'Till we burn the of commons to the ground