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Cocaine Socialism (song)

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I thought that you were joking / When you said “I want to see you

To discuss your contribution / To the future of our nation’s heart and soul

Six o’clock, my place, Whitehall” / Well I arrived just after seven

But you said “It doesn’t matter” / “I understand your situation

And your image, and I’m flattered / Oh and I’d just like to tell you

That I love all of your albums / Could you sign this for my daughter?

She’s in hospital, her name is Miriam / Now get down to the gist:

Do you want a line of this? / Are you a (sniff) / socialist?”

“Doin’ fine, yeah! / Buzzin’ all the time / Just one hit / And I feel great

And I support / The welfare state / Oh, you must be socialist

‘Cos you’re always off out on the piss / In your private member’s bar

Oh yes you are / Yer superstar / Well you sing about common people

And the mis-shapes and the misfits / So can you bring them to my party

And get them all to sniff this? / And all I’m really saying

Is come on and rock the vote for me / All I’m really saying

Is come on roll up that note for me / The gist of all of this is

Do you want hits or d’you want misses? / Are you a socialist, yeah

Socialist, yeah / Socialist, yeah / Oh yeah”

“Yeah, you can be just what you want to be

Just as long as you don’t try to compete with me

And we’ve waited such a long time

For the chance to help our own kind, so now

Please come on and tow the party line / Oh you owe it to yourself

Don’t think of anybody else / And we promise we won’t tell

Oh we won’t tell, and we won’t sell” / No we won’t / No we won’t

No we won’t

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