Luyện nghe bài hát Serve Yourself

You say, you Jesus Christ
the only one
You say, you've Buddha
in the sun

You say, you Mohammed
to the East
You say, you Krishna
Dancin' in the

Well there's somethin' missing in this God stew
And it's mother
(Your mother, don't forget mother, lad)
You got to serve
Ain't gonna do it for you

You got to yourself
Ain't nobody do it for you
Well, you may in devils and you may believe in Lords
But if you go out and serve yourself, lad
Ain't no room here

It's still the old story
A bloody War
A fight for love and
Ain't study war no more

A for God and country
gonna set you free
We'll put you back in the Age
If you be like me, get it?

You got to serve
Ain't nobody do for you
You got to yourself
nobody gonna do for you
Well you may believe in devils and you may believe in

But Christ, you're gonna have to yourself
And all there is to it
So get right back here it's in the fridge
God, I was a kid

Didn't have stuff this
TV-fuckin' dinners and all crap
You kids are all the fuckin' same!
Want a fuckin' car now, to have a pair of shoes!

You me, you found Jesus Christ
Well that's great and he's the one
You say, you just found
on his ass in the sun

You say, you found
Kneeling on a bloody carpet the East
You say, you Krishna
With a head dancin' in the street
(Well, Christ, now being heard)

You got to serve
Ain't nobody do for you
You got to serve
Ain't gonna do for you
(That's right, lad, you better get that straight into fuckin' head)
You got to yourself
(You that, who else is gonna do it for you, it ain't me, I tell you that)

Well, you may believe in and you may believe in Marx
And you may in Marks and Spencer's
And you may believe in Woolworths
But there's something missing in this bloody stew

And it's mother, your poor bloody mother
(She what bore you in the back
of piss and shit and fuckin' midwives
God, you can't that awful moment
You know, you have been in the bloody war, lad
And you would know all it, well, I'll tell you something)

It's the same old story
A Holy bloody War, you know with the and all that stuff
A fight for and glory
Ain't gonna study no war

A fight for God and country and the Queen and all
We're set you free
you back into the fuckin' Stone Age
If you be like me, you know, get down on your knees and pray

Well there's somethin' missing in this God Almighty
And it's goddamn mother you dirty little git
Now get in and wash yer ears!