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 found
to the East
You say, you found
in the streets

Well there's somethin' missing in this God stew
And it's mother
(Your mother, don't your mother, lad)
You got to serve
Ain't nobody do it for you

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

It's still the same old
A Holy War
A fight for love and
Ain't gonna war no more

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

You got to serve
nobody gonna do for you
You got to serve
nobody gonna do for you
Well you may believe in and you may believe in Lords

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

have stuff like this
TV-fuckin' and all that crap
You fuckin' kids are all the same!
Want a fuckin' car now, lucky to a pair of shoes!

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

You say, you found
Kneeling on a bloody facin' the East
You say, you Krishna
a bald head dancin' in the street
(Well, Christ, now you're heard)

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

Well, you may in Jesus and you may believe in Marx
And you may believe in and Spencer's
And you may believe in bloody
But something missing in this whole bloody stew

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

It's still the old story
A Holy bloody War, you know the Pope and all that stuff
A fight for and glory
gonna study no more war

A fight for God and country and the and all that
We're gonna set you
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 stew
And it's goddamn mother you dirty little git
Now get in there and yer ears!