Luyện nghe bài hát Serve Yourself

You say you jesus christ
the only one
You say you found
in the sun,
You say you mohammed
Facin' to the
You say you found
in the street.

Well, there's somethin' missin' in God almighty stew
And it's mother,
Your mother, forget your mother, lad.

You gotta yourself
gonna do it for you
You gotta yourself
Nobody do it for you
Well, you may believe in devils and you may in laws
But if you don't go out and serve yourself, lad (ain't no room here....? ......)

It's the same old story
A holy war
A fight for love and
gonna study war no more
A for God and country
gonna set you free
We'll put you in the stone age
If you be like me.

Get it?

You gotta serve
nobody gonna do it for you
You serve yourself
Ain't nobody do it for you
Yeah, you may believe in and you may believe and laws
But christ, you have to serve yourself and that's all there is to it

So get right back here, it's in the fridge!
God, when I was a kid, we have stuff like this, t.v. fuckin' dinners and all that crap!
You fuckin' kids, all fuckin' the same, want a fuckin' car
Lucky to have a of shoes?

You tell me you've jesus christ,
That's and he's the only one
You say you've just found
And sittin' on his arse in the sun,
You say you found
Kneelin' on a carpet, facin' east
You say you krishna
With his bald head, in the street
Well, now and you're bein' heard.

You gotta serve
Ain't nobody gonna do it for you, right lad
You get that straight into your fuckin' head!
You gotta serve yourself, you that, who else is gotta do that for you
It ain't me, kid, I you that.

Well you may believe in
And you may in marx
And you may believe in marks and
And you may even believe in bloody
But there's something in this whole bloody stew
And it's mother, your poor bloody mother
She worked for you in the back
of piss and shit and fuckin' midwives
God, you can't that awful moment, you know
You should have been in the bloody war, lad, and you would all about it
Well, tell you somethin',

It's still the same old
A holy war
You know with the pope and all that
A fight for love and
Ain't gonna no more war
I for God and country and the queen and all that
We're set you free, yeah,
Bomb ya back the fuckin' stone age if you won't be like me
You know, now get down on your knees and
Well, there's something missin' in God almighty stew
And it's your God mother, you dirty little git
Now get in and was your ears.