Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Serve Yourself, artist - John Lennon. Album song Signature Box, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 31.12.2009
Record label: EMI
Song language: English
Serve Yourself |
| You say you found Jesus. |
| Christ! |
| He’s the only one |
| You say you’ve found Buddha |
| 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' missing in this God Almighty stew |
| And it’s your mother |
| (your mother, don’t forget your mother, la) |
| You got to serve yourself |
| Nobody gonna do for you |
| You gotta serve yourself |
| Nobody gonna do for you |
| Well you may believe in devils and you may believe in laws |
| But if you don’t go out and serve yourself, la, ain’t no room service here |
| It’s still the same old story |
| A bloody Holy War |
| I fight for love and glory |
| Ain’t gonna study war no more |
| I fight for God and country |
| We’re gonna set you free |
| Or put you back in the Stone Age |
| If you won’t be like me — y’get it? |
| You got to serve yourself |
| Ain’t nobody gonna do for you |
| You got to serve yourself |
| Ain’t nobody gonna do for you |
| Yeah you may believe in devils and you may believe in laws |
| 'But Christ, you’re 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 |
| Didn’t have stuff like this, TV-fuckin' dinners and all that crap |
| You fuckin' kids (are) all the fuckin' same! |
| Want a fuckin' car now… |
| Lucky to have a pair of shoes!' |
| You tell me you found Jesus. |
| Christ! |
| Well that’s great and he’s the only one |
| You say you just found Buddha? |
| And he’s sittin' on his arse in the sun? |
| You say you found Mohammed? |
| Kneeling on a bloody carpet facin' the East? |
| You say you found Krishna |
| With a bald head dancin' in the street? |
| Well Christ, la, you’re goin out your bleedin' girth' |
| You got to serve yourself |
| Ain’t nobody gonna do for you |
| ('that's right, la, you better get that straight in your fuckin' head') |
| You gotta serve yourself |
| ('you know that, who else is gonna do it 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 Spencer’s and you maybe believe in bloody |
| Woolworths |
| But there’s something missing in this whole bloody stew |
| And it’s your mother, your poor bloody mother |
| ('she what bore you in the |
| Back bedroom |
| Full of piss and shit and fuckin' midwives. |
| God, you can’t |
| Forget that all too quick, you know |
| You should have been in the bloody |
| War, la, and you’da known all about it |
| Well, I’ll tell you something.') |
| It’s still the same old story |
| A Holy bloody War, you know, with the Pope and all that stuff |
| I fight for love and glory |
| Ain’t gonna study no war, more war |
| I fight for God and country, the Queen and all that |
| We’re gonna set you free. |
| yeah? |
| all them «nig-nogs»? |
| sure… |
| Bomb you back into the fuckin' Stone Age |
| If you won’t be like me, you know, get down on your knees and pray |
| Well there’s somethin' missing in this God Almighty stew |
| And it’s your goddamn mother you dirty little git, now |
| Get in there and wash yer ears! |