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I'm the Boss of the
And I've got working for me
and you'll begin to understand
I built my profits on land
the economics of supply and demand
And I make the around here
Product sells, die
manipulation wrapped in lies
Give a money and play your rock and roll
The biggest to the biggest fools
Good evening and gentlemen
Welcome to the show where you the audience
On our show tonight we got lost of surprises in store for you at
In keeping with the fashion for charity, not
Here's out contribution--we've called it Aid
For every pop that we slag off today
A million pounds be given away
Paul - come on down
With crocodile tears to irrigate this
of Ethiopia a fertile paradise
Where everyone sings songs and buys shares in EMI
Charity, starvation, and rock and
Let it be, eh
Freddie Mercury, this is life
Thank the Lord that you born white
And thank apartheid for this wonderful
To peddle your hypocrisy in Sun
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 compassion and a of shite
Still the of those who doubt
for the peasants to end this drought
David the world can only so much
And with you around, we're in for a hard time
and Richards, game for a laugh
Dancing us the garden path
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 Mick Jagger
Ask the puppet-masters who the strings
Who makes the money the puppets sing
Ask the corporations does the money go
Ask the empty-bellied what are we singing for
And Richard, three, two, one
The God who remains when the gone
Cliff, got a special surprise for you today
So up closer, step this way
Cliff, you're such an example of moral
Such a purist saint come to bless our
That on behalf of our watching on telly
And on behalf of the millions with bellies
We're donating special that we're all going to like
Cliff Richard, we're going to nail you up to a 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 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 good
Feed the
Starve the

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