Chumbawamba Lyrics

*  How To Get Your Band On Television

Product sells, people die 
Same manipulation wrapped in lies 
Give a little money and play your rock and roll 
The biggest prizes to the biggest fools 

Good evening ladies and gentlemen 
Welcome to the show where you the audience participate 
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 out 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 and buys shares in EMI 
Charity, starvation, and rock and roll 
Let it be, eh Paulie? 

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 
A bit of a hot potato in a moment, eh Fred, in South Africa? 
Well I'm sure there's a video in there somewhere 

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 
David the world can only take so much 
And with you around, we're in for a really hard time 

Jagger and 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 
There's only one mountain in the rock and roll business 
Ladies and Gentlemen, and it's Mick Jagger 

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, three, two, one 
The God who remains when the religion's gone 
Cliff, we've got a special surprise for you today 
So come up closer, step this way 
Cliff, you're such an example of moral worth 
Such a purist saint come to bless our earth 
That on 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 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 good night 
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 the real solution 
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 
'Till we burn the house of commons to the ground

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