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
in the streets

Well there's somethin' missing in God Almighty stew
And your mother
(Your mother, don't forget mother, lad)
You got to yourself
Ain't gonna do it for you

You got to serve
Ain't 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 still the same old
A Holy War
A fight for love and
Ain't study war no more

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

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

But Christ, you're have to serve yourself
And all there is to it
So get right back it's 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!
a fuckin' car now, lucky to have a pair of shoes!

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

You say, you found
Kneeling on a bloody facin' the East
You say, you Krishna
With a bald dancin' in the street
(Well, Christ, now being heard)

You got to yourself
nobody gonna do for you
You got to serve
Ain't nobody do for you
(That's right, lad, you better get that straight your fuckin' head)
You got to serve
(You that, who else is gonna 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 in Marks and Spencer's
And you may believe in Woolworths
But there's something missing in whole bloody stew

And it's your mother, your poor bloody
(She what bore 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 know all about it, well, I'll tell you something)

still the same old story
A Holy bloody War, you with the Pope and all that stuff
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 the fuckin' Stone Age
If you won't be like me, you know, get down on knees and pray

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