Luyện nghe bài hát Serve Yourself

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

Well, there's somethin' missin' in this God almighty
And it's mother,
Your mother, don't forget mother, lad.

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

still the same old story
A bloody war
A fight for love and
Ain't gonna war no more
A for God and country
gonna set you free
We'll put you back in the age
If you won't be me.

Get it?

You gotta yourself
Ain't gonna do it for you
You serve yourself
nobody gonna do it for you
Yeah, you may in devils 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 didn't stuff like this, t.v. fuckin' dinners and all that crap!
You fuckin' kids, all fuckin' the same, want a fuckin' car
Lucky to a pair of shoes?

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

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

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

It's the same old story
A holy war
You know with the pope and all stuff
A fight for love and
Ain't gonna no more war
I fight for God and country and the queen and all
gonna 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, something missin' in this God almighty stew
And it's your God damn mother, you dirty git
Now get in there and was ears.