Текст песни Chumbawamba — Commercial Break

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I'm the wife of the boss of the company
And I always make my husband answer to me,
With what he says about the blacks, I totally agree,
The main problem is they're not civilized, you see.

Look at the way that they squabble between themselves,
Rioting at funerals, they'll surely go to hell,
If you gave them nice houses, they'd only burn them down.

You don't get that in a white man's town,
And boycotting products won't do them any good,
You see they need the trade to help buy food.

And when I visit my niece on her beautiful homestead
The blacks who work for her seem really quite content,
So I'll agree with my husband, let things stay as they are,
That's always been his motto and we've gone far.

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