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I'm the Boss of the companyAnd I've got hunger working for meListen and you'll begin to understandI built my profits on stolen landIt's the economics of supply and demandAnd I make the demands around hereProduct sells, people dieSame manipulation wrapped in liesGive a little money and play your rock and rollThe biggest prizes to the biggest foolsGood evening ladies and gentlemenWelcome to the show where you the audience participateOn our show tonight we got lost of surprises in store for you at homeIn keeping with the fashion for charity, not changeHere's out contribution--we've called it Slag AidFor every pop star that we slag off todayA million pounds will be given awayPaul McCartney - come on downWith crocodile tears to irrigate this groundMake of Ethiopia a fertile paradiseWhere everyone sings Beatles songs and buys shares in EMICharity, starvation, and rock and rollLet it be, eh Paulie?Freddie Mercury, this is your lifeThank the Lord that you were born whiteAnd thank apartheid for this wonderful opportunitySongtexteTo peddle your hypocrisy in Sun CityA bit of a hot potato in a moment, eh Fred, in South Africa?Well I'm sure there's a video in there somewhereDavid Bowie, the price is rightA suitful of compassion and a gobful of shiteStill the voices of those who doubtCoca-Cola for the peasants to end this droughtDavid the world can only take so muchAnd with you around, we're in for a really hard timeJagger and Richards, game for a laughDancing us down the garden pathTo a place where money grows on treesWhere cocaine habits are financed by hunger and diseaseThere's only one mountain in the rock and roll businessLadies and Gentlemen, and it's Mick JaggerAsk the puppet-masters who pull the stringsWho makes the money when the puppets singAsk the corporations where does the money goAsk the empty-bellied children what are we singing forAnd Cliff Richard, three, two, oneThe God who remains when the religion's goneCliff, we've got a special surprise for you todaySo come up closer, step this wayCliff, you're such an example of moral worthSuch a purist saint come to bless our earthThat on behalf of our viewers watching on tellyAnd on behalf of the millions with empty belliesWe're donating something special that we're all going to likeCliff Richard, we're going to nail you up to a cross tonightLadies 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 send your answers, letter bombs only, to BP House, Victoria Street, London, SW1Thank you and good nightFeed the worldStarve the richGoodnightI know there must be moreI know there must be moreThan giving just a little bit moreWhen half of this world is so helplessly poorStarved of the real solutionCharity and traditionAnd the cycle of hungry childrenWill keep on going 'roundI know there must be moreWill keep on going 'roundI know there must be moreWill keep on going 'roundI know there must be more'Till we burn the house of commons to the ground Aus Songtexte Mania