Luyện nghe bài hát Serve Yourself

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

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

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

You got to yourself
Ain't nobody 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
no room service here

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You got to yourself
Ain't gonna do for you
You got to yourself
nobody gonna do for you
(That's right, lad, you better get straight into 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 believe in and Spencer's
And you may believe in bloody
But there's something missing in this whole stew

And it's mother, your poor 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 should have in the bloody war, lad
And you would know all about it, well, I'll you something)

It's still the same old
A Holy bloody War, you with the Pope and all that stuff
A fight for and glory
gonna study no more war

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

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