Luyện nghe bài hát Serve Yourself

You say, you found Jesus
the only one
You say, found Buddha
in the sun

You say, you found
Facin' to the
You say, you found
Dancin' in the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You say, you Mohammed
Kneeling on a bloody carpet facin' the
You say, you found
With a bald head dancin' in the
(Well, Christ, now you're 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 get that straight into your fuckin' head)
You got to yourself
(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 believe in Marks and
And you may believe in bloody
But there's something missing in this bloody stew

And it's your mother, your bloody mother
(She what you in the back bedroom
Full of piss and shit and fuckin'
God, you forget that awful moment
You know, you should have been in the war, lad
And you would know all it, well, I'll tell you something)

It's still the same old
A Holy bloody War, you with the Pope and all that stuff
A for love and glory
Ain't gonna no more war

A fight for God and country and the and all that
gonna set you free
Bomb you back into the Stone Age
If you won't be me, you know, get down on your knees and pray

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