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I'm the Boss of the
And I've got working for me
Listen and you'll begin to
I built my on stolen land
It's the economics of supply and
And I make the around here
Product sells, die
Same wrapped in lies
Give a little money and play rock and roll
The biggest to the biggest fools
Good ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to the show where you the participate
On our tonight we got lost of surprises in store for you at home
In keeping with the for charity, not change
Here's out called it Slag Aid
For every pop star that we slag off
A million pounds will be given
Paul McCartney - come on
crocodile tears to irrigate this ground
Make of Ethiopia a fertile
Where everyone sings Beatles and buys shares in EMI
Charity, starvation, and rock and
Let it be, eh
Mercury, this is your life
Thank the Lord you were born white
And apartheid for this wonderful opportunity
To your hypocrisy in Sun City
A bit of a hot potato in a moment, eh Fred, in South
Well I'm sure there's a video in somewhere
David Bowie, the is right
A suitful of and a gobful of shite
Still the voices of who doubt
for the peasants to end this drought
David the can only take so much
And with you around, in for a really hard time
Jagger and Richards, for a laugh
us down the garden path
To a place where money on trees
cocaine habits are financed by hunger and disease
There's only one mountain in the rock and roll
Ladies and Gentlemen, and it's 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, we've got a special surprise for you
So up closer, step this way
Cliff, such an example of moral worth
Such a saint come to bless our earth
on behalf of our viewers watching on telly
And on behalf of the millions with bellies
donating something special 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 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 any correspondence with the program, just send your answers, letter bombs only, to BP House, Victoria Street, London, SW1
you and good night
Feed the
Starve the

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