Rich Popstars Make Good Socialists Lyrics - Chumbawamba

Missionaries up from the South 

Have come to put words in our ignorant mouths 

Big company muscles flex 

And we're all pulled along by the seat of our kecks 

Popstars to lead us to the promised land 

Same rich bastards in command 

All responsibility out of our hands 

Just work for their party and cheer for their bands 

Red banners angry lawyers keep checking on their bobs and tanners 

Same old dances and five year plans 

Will never bridge the gap between stars and fans 

What's unsaid is left unsaid as the bosses 

Lure the popstars into their beds 

Allowed to indulge in their political bread 

There's too many people who agree to be led 

The pied piper came today 

Autograph autograph to lead us away 

Out of the town behind the piper 

Over the cliff and into the river