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I'm the Boss of the
And I've got hunger for me
Listen and you'll to understand
I built my profits on stolen
It's the economics of and demand
And I make the around here
sells, people die
Same wrapped in lies
Give a little and play your rock and roll
The biggest prizes to the biggest
Good ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to the where you the audience participate
On our show we got lost of surprises in store for you at home
In keeping with the fashion for charity, not
Here's out called it Slag Aid
For every pop star that we slag off
A million pounds will be given
Paul - come on down
With crocodile tears to irrigate this
Make of Ethiopia a fertile
everyone sings Beatles songs and buys shares in EMI
Charity, starvation, and and roll
Let it be, eh
Mercury, this is your life
Thank the Lord you were born white
And thank apartheid for wonderful opportunity
To peddle hypocrisy in Sun City
A bit of a hot in a moment, eh Fred, in South Africa?
Well I'm sure there's a in there somewhere
Bowie, the price 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 hard time
Jagger and Richards, for a laugh
Dancing us down the garden
To a place where money grows on
Where cocaine habits are financed by hunger and
only one mountain in the rock and roll business
Ladies and Gentlemen, and it's Jagger
Ask the puppet-masters who the strings
Who makes the money when the sing
Ask the corporations does the money go
Ask the empty-bellied children are we singing for
And Richard, three, two, one
The God who remains when the religion's
Cliff, we've got a special for you today
So up closer, step this way
Cliff, you're an example of moral worth
a purist saint come to bless our earth
That on behalf of our viewers watching on
And on behalf of the with empty bellies
We're donating something that we're all going to like
Cliff Richard, we're 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 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 send your answers, letter bombs only, to BP House, Victoria Street, London, SW1
Thank you and night
Feed the
Starve the

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