Luyện nghe bài hát Serve Yourself

You say, you Jesus Christ
He's the one
You say, found Buddha
in the sun

You say, you Mohammed
Facin' to the
You say, you found
Dancin' in the

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

You got to yourself
Ain't 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 the same old story
A Holy War
A fight for and glory
Ain't gonna study war no

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's the same old story
A Holy bloody War, you with the Pope and all that stuff
A for love and glory
Ain't gonna 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 won't be like me, you know, get down on knees and pray

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