Chumbawamba - Slag Aid lyrics
[Chumbawamba - Slag Aid lyrics]
This is the last one
Organize, occupy, kick the bastards out
Don't wear the gold lamé
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
Twenty-five million pounds will be given away
Paul McCartney - come on down
With crocodile tears to irrigate this ground
Make of Somalia a fertile paradise
Where everyone sings Beatles songs
Buys shares in EMI, a&M
Axl Rose, this is your life
Thank the Lord that you were born white
And thank MTV for this wonderful opportunity
To peddle your hypocrisy
David Bowie, the price is right
With a suitful of compassion and
A gobful of shite
Still the voices of those who doubt
Coca-Cola for the peasants
And Michael Jackson, game for a laugh
Dancing us down the garden path
To Beverly Hills 901 oh, you know, you know
Fill the world with silver media
Ladies and Gentlemen
Our special guest tonight
He's come all the way
Put your hands together for Mr john Lydon
AKA Johnny Rotten he's got a new book out:
No McLaren, no Matlock, no Dignity
Well we got a surprise for him tonight
'Cause we're gonna do the business
And we take no prisoners
'Cause we got the hammer and we got the nails
We got the hammer and we got the nails
We got the hammer and we got the nails
And the two pieces of wood
Put 'em together, folks
And what have we got?
Tonight, live in Leeds, in city square
We've got the two pieces of wood sitting up
You see him hanging there, he's upside down
Nice little twist
Because we're gonna nail Mr lydon right up to
That cross and leave him hanging there
Till the vultures come down and pick his
Eyes off his can, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ha ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha ha!
Ladies and gentlemen, you've been so good
Thank you, on next week's show
The man upstairs
And have we got a bone to pick with him!
Adieu!
Thank you very much thanks a lot
Cheers ta
(Chatter)
Organize, occupy, kick the bastards out
Don't wear the gold lamé
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
Twenty-five million pounds will be given away
Paul McCartney - come on down
With crocodile tears to irrigate this ground
Make of Somalia a fertile paradise
Where everyone sings Beatles songs
Buys shares in EMI, a&M
Axl Rose, this is your life
Thank the Lord that you were born white
And thank MTV for this wonderful opportunity
To peddle your hypocrisy
David Bowie, the price is right
With a suitful of compassion and
A gobful of shite
Still the voices of those who doubt
Coca-Cola for the peasants
And Michael Jackson, game for a laugh
Dancing us down the garden path
To Beverly Hills 901 oh, you know, you know
Fill the world with silver media
Ladies and Gentlemen
Our special guest tonight
He's come all the way
Put your hands together for Mr john Lydon
AKA Johnny Rotten he's got a new book out:
No McLaren, no Matlock, no Dignity
Well we got a surprise for him tonight
'Cause we're gonna do the business
And we take no prisoners
'Cause we got the hammer and we got the nails
We got the hammer and we got the nails
We got the hammer and we got the nails
And the two pieces of wood
Put 'em together, folks
And what have we got?
Tonight, live in Leeds, in city square
We've got the two pieces of wood sitting up
You see him hanging there, he's upside down
Nice little twist
Because we're gonna nail Mr lydon right up to
That cross and leave him hanging there
Till the vultures come down and pick his
Eyes off his can, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ha ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha ha!
Ladies and gentlemen, you've been so good
Thank you, on next week's show
The man upstairs
And have we got a bone to pick with him!
Adieu!
Thank you very much thanks a lot
Cheers ta
(Chatter)