“I’m the boss of the company
and I’ve got hunger working for me.
Listen, and you’ll begin to understand-
I built my profits on stolen land.
It’s the economics of supply and demand;
and I make the demands around here.”
Product sells, people die.
Same manipulation wrapped in lies.
Give a little money and play your rock & roll.
The biggest prizes to the biggest fools.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
welcome to the show
and here the audience participates.
On our show tonight
we got lots of surprises in store for you at home.
In keeping with the fashion for charity, not change,
here’s our contribution: we’ve called it slag Aid.
For every pop star that we slag off today,
A million pounds will be given away!
Paul McCartney - Come On Down!
With crocodile tears to irrigate this ground.
Make of Ethiopia a fertile paradise
where everyone sings Beatles songs
& buys shares
in E.M.I.
Freddie Mercury - This Is Your Life!
Thank the lord that you were born white,
and thank apartheid
for this wonderful opportunity
to peddle your hypocrisy in Sun City.
David Bowie - The Price is Right!
A suitful of compassion and a gobful of shite.
Still the voices of those who doubt.
Coca-Cola for the peasants to end this drought.
Jagger & Richards - Game For a Laugh!
Dancing us down the garden path
to a place where money grows on trees
where cocaine habits are financed by hunger and disease
Ask the puppet-masters who pull the strings,
“Who makes the money when the puppets sing?”
Ask the corporations, “Where does the money go?”
Ask the empty-bellied children: “What are we singing for?”
And Cliff Richard - 3, 2, 1!
The god who remains when the religion’s gone.
Cliff, we’ve got a special surprise for you today,
so come closer; step this way.
Cliff, you’re such an example of moral worth,
such a purist saint come to bless our earth,
that behalf of our viewers watching on telly,
and on behalf of the millions with empty bellies,
we’re donating something special that we’re all going to like:
Cliff 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 400 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, today and every day. If you want any correspondence with the programme, just send your answers - LETTER BOMBS ONLY! - to:
BP House
Victoria Street
London SWI
Thank you and goodnight!
Feed the World:Starve the Rich.
Goodnight!
I know there must be more.
I know there must be more
than giving just a little bit more
when half of this world is so helplessly poor.
Starved of a real solution -
Only charity and tradition.
And the cycle of hungry children
will keep on going round.
I know there must be more.
Will keep on going round.
I know there must be more.
Will keep on going round.
I know there must be more.
Until we burn the House of Commons to the ground.
(Source: disciplesofmalcolm)
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