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 and 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 nine oh one 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. Lighton 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)