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
to the East
You say, you Krishna
in the streets

Well there's somethin' in this 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 serve
nobody 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
no room service here

It's still the same old
A bloody War
A fight for love and
Ain't study war no more

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

You got to serve
Ain't nobody do for you
You got to serve
nobody 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

have stuff like this
TV-fuckin' and all that crap
You fuckin' kids are all the same!
Want a fuckin' car now, lucky to a pair of shoes!

You me, you found Jesus Christ
Well that's great and he's the one
You say, you found 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 serve
Ain't nobody do for you
You got to serve
Ain't gonna do for you
(That's right, lad, you better get that straight into your head)
You got to serve
(You know that, who else is do it for you, it ain't me, I tell you that)

Well, you may in Jesus and you may believe in Marx
And you may believe in Marks and
And you may in bloody Woolworths
But there's something missing in this whole bloody

And it's your mother, your bloody mother
(She what bore you in the bedroom
Full of and shit and fuckin' midwives
God, you forget that awful moment
You know, you have been 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 know with the Pope and all that
A for love and glory
Ain't gonna study no war

A for God and country and the Queen and all that
We're 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 God Almighty stew
And it's your goddamn mother you dirty git
Now get in and wash yer ears!