Luyện nghe bài hát Serve Yourself

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

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

Well there's somethin' missing in God Almighty stew
And it's mother
(Your mother, don't forget mother, lad)
You got to yourself
nobody gonna do it for you

You got to yourself
Ain't gonna 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 service here

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

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

You got to yourself
Ain't gonna do for you
You got to serve
Ain't nobody do for you
you may believe in devils 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 in the bloody fridge
God, I was a kid

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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