Luyện nghe bài hát Serve Yourself

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

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

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

You got to yourself
nobody gonna do it for you
Well, you may believe in devils and you may believe in
But if you don't go out and yourself, lad
Ain't no room service

It's the same old story
A Holy War
A for love and glory
Ain't gonna war no more

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

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

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

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

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

You say, you Mohammed
Kneeling on a bloody carpet the East
You say, you found
With a bald head dancin' in the
(Well, Christ, now you're heard)

You got to serve
nobody gonna do for you
You got to yourself
Ain't gonna do for you
(That's right, lad, you get that straight into your fuckin' head)
You got to yourself
(You know that, who else is gonna do it for you, it ain't me, I you that)

Well, you may believe in and you may believe in Marx
And you may in Marks and Spencer's
And you may believe in bloody
But there's something missing in whole bloody stew

And it's your mother, your bloody mother
(She what you in the back bedroom
Full of piss and shit and midwives
God, you can't that awful moment
You know, you should have in the bloody war, lad
And you would all about it, well, I'll tell you something)

It's still the same old
A Holy bloody War, you know 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 and all that
We're gonna set you
Bomb you back into the fuckin' Age
If you won't be like me, you know, get down on your knees and

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