Luyện nghe bài hát Serve Yourself

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

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

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

You got to serve
Ain't gonna do it for you
Well, you may believe in and you may believe in Lords
But if you don't go out and yourself, lad
Ain't no service here

It's still the same old
A Holy 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 in the stone Age
If you won't be me, get it?

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

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

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

You tell me, you found Christ
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 facin' the
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 yourself
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 believe in Jesus and you may in Marx
And you may believe in Marks and
And you may believe in bloody
But there's something missing in this bloody stew

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

A for God and country and the Queen and all that
gonna set you free
Bomb you back the fuckin' Stone Age
If you won't be like me, you know, get on your knees and pray

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