Luyện nghe bài hát Serve Yourself

You say, you found Christ
the only one
You say, you've Buddha
in the sun

You say, you Mohammed
to the East
You say, you Krishna
in the streets

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

You got to serve
Ain't 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
Ain't no room here

It's still the old story
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 serve
Ain't gonna do for you
Well you may believe in devils and you may believe in

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

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

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

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

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

Well, you may believe in Jesus and you may believe in
And you may believe in 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 bore you in the back
Full of piss and shit and fuckin'
God, you can't forget awful moment
You know, you have been in the bloody war, lad
And you would all about it, well, I'll tell you something)

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

A fight for God and and the Queen and all that
We're set you free
Bomb you back into the fuckin' Age
If you won't be like me, you know, get on your knees and pray

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