Yoko Ono - Serve Yourself - Sözleri

You say you found jesus christ

He's the only one

You say you found buddah

Sittin' in the sun,

You say you found mohammed

Facin' to the east

You say you found krishna

Dancin' in the street.



Well, there's somethin' missin' in this God almighty stew

And it's your mother,

Your mother, don't forget your mother, lad.



You gotta serve yourself

Nobody gonna do it for you

You gotta serve yourself

Nobody gonna do it for you

Well, you may believe in devils and you may believe in laws

But if you don't go out and serve yourself, lad (ain't no room service here....? ......)



It's still the same old story

A bloody holy war

A fight for love and glory

Ain't gonna study war no more

A fight for God and country

We're gonna set you free

We'll put you back in the stone age

If you won't be like me.



Get it? 



You gotta serve yourself

Ain't nobody gonna do it for you

You gotta serve yourself

Ain't nobody gonna do it for you

Yeah, you may believe in devils and you may believe and laws

But christ, you gonna have to serve yourself and that's all there is to it



So get right back here, it's in the bloody fridge!

God, when I was a kid, we didn't have stuff like this, t.v. fuckin' dinners and all that crap!

You fuckin' kids, all fuckin' the same, want a fuckin' car now? 

Lucky to have a pair of shoes? 



You tell me you've found jesus christ,

That's great and he's the only one

You say you've just found buddah

And he's sittin' on his arse in the sun,

You say you found mohammed

Kneelin' on a bloody carpet, facin' east

You say you found krishna

With his bald head, dancin' in the street

Well, christ now and you're bein' heard.



You gotta serve yourself

Ain't nobody gonna do it for you, that's right lad

You better get that straight into your fuckin' head!

You gotta serve yourself, you know that, who else is gotta do that for you

It ain't me, kid, I tell you that.



Well you may believe in jesus

And you may believe in marx

And you may believe in marks and spencers

And you may even believe in bloody woolworths

But there's something missin' in this whole bloody stew

And it's your mother, your poor bloody mother

She worked for you in the back bedroom

Full of piss and shit and fuckin' midwives

God, you can't forget that awful moment, you know

You should have been in the bloody war, lad, and you would know all about it

Well, I'll tell you somethin',



It's still the same old story

A holy bloody war

You know with the pope and all that stuff

A fight for love and glory

Ain't gonna study no more war

I fight for God and country and the queen and all that

We're gonna set you free, yeah,

Bomb ya back into the fuckin' stone age if you won't be like me

You know, now get down on your knees and pray

Well, there's something missin' in this God almighty stew

And it's your God damn mother, you dirty little git

Now get in there and was your ears.





Ha-ha-ha


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