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 missing in this God Almighty 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
nobody gonna do it for you
Well, you may believe in devils and you may in Lords
But if you don't go out and yourself, lad
Ain't no service here

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

A for God and country
We're set you free
put you back in the stone Age
If you won't be me, get it?

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

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

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

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

You say, you Mohammed
Kneeling on a bloody carpet facin' the
You say, you Krishna
With a bald head dancin' in the
(Well, Christ, now being heard)

You got to yourself
Ain't gonna do for you
You got to serve
Ain't gonna do for you
(That's right, lad, you better get straight into your fuckin' 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 believe in Woolworths
But there's something missing in this whole bloody

And it's your mother, poor bloody mother
(She what you in the back bedroom
Full of piss and shit and midwives
God, you forget that awful moment
You know, you should have been in the 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 know with the Pope and all stuff
A fight for love and
Ain't gonna study no war

A fight for God and country and the and all that
We're set you free
you back into the fuckin' Stone Age
If you won't be me, you know, get down on your knees and pray

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