Thank Your Lucky Star - Labi Siffre

Five years old, rice pudding cold

What?!

Not moving?!

Pick up the spoon.

Get grooving!

There’s kids your age and younger

Fat and thin with hunger

So you can thank your lucky star

There’s someone, somewhere, much

Worse off than you are

So if your stabbed in the back say «ta

Cos you can thank your lucky star

There’s someone, somewhere, much

Worse off than you are

Yes I know you’re hungry

And we’ve got food to spare

We’re throwing our surplus food away

But don’t think we don’t care

We can’t afford to send the stuff

To the places where you are

But you can thank your lucky star

There’s someone, somewhere, much

Worse off than you are

So if your stabbed in the back say «ta

Cos you can thank your lucky star

There’s someone, somewhere, much

Worse off than you are

When you find tou have to pay

But the phone calls go astray

When the bus fares seem to rise

Everytime you close your eyes

When you’re old enough to go to war and bleed

But somebody tells you what you can’t read

You get 30 years for robbing a train

You get 10 for murder, now that’s insane

So if your stabbed in the back say «ta

Cos you can thank your lucky star

There’s someone, somewhere, much

Worse off than you are

What do you mean, you’re poor?

Well you can’t have any more

It’s napalm, guns and bombs we nee

We’d like to help you, yes indeed

But we’ve got to protect the state

So I’m afraid you’ll have to wait

But you can thank your lucky star

There’s someone, somewhere, much

Worse off than you are

So if your stabbed in the back say «ta

Cos you can thank your lucky star

There’s someone, somewhere, much

Worse off than you are