Lennon John - Serve Yourself Lyrics
Serve yourself (anthology version) - john lennon - home recording (1980)Intro:You say you found jesus christHes the only oneYou say youve found buddhaSittin in the sunYou say you found mohammedFacin to the eastYou say you found krishnaDancin in the streetsWell theres somethin missing in this God almighty stewAnd its your mother (your mother, dont forget your mother, lad)You got to serve yourselfAint nobody gonna do it for youYou got to serve yourselfAint nobody gonna do it for youWell you may believe in devils and you may believe in lordsBut if you dont go out and serve yourself, lad, aint no room service hereIts still the same old storyA bloody holy warA fight for love and gloryAint gonna study war no moreA fight for God and countryWere gonna set you freeWell put you back in the stone ageIf you wont be like me - get it?You got to serve yourselfAint nobody gonna do for youYou got to serve yourselfAint nobody gonna do for youWell you may believe in devils and you may believe in lordsbut christ, youre gonna have to serve yourself and thats all there is to it.So get right back here its in the bloody fridge. god, when I was a kid.Didnt have stuff like this, tv-*****in dinners and all that crap.You *****in kids are all the *****in same! want a *****in car now...Lucky to have a pair of shoes!You tell me you found jesus christWell thats great and hes the only oneYou say you just found buddhaSittin on his ass in the sunYou say you found mohammedKneeling on a bloody carpet facin the eastYou say you found krishnaWith a bald head dancin in the street (well, christ, now youreBeing heard)You got to serve yourselfAint nobody gonna do for youYou got to serve yourselfAint nobody gonna do for you (thats right, lad, you better get that straightInto your *****in head)You got to serve yourself (you know that, who else is gonna do it for you, itAint me I tell you that)Well, you may believe in jesus, and you may believe in marxAnd you may believe in marks and spencers and you may believe in bloodyWoolworthsBut theres something missing in this whole bloody stewAnd its your mother, your poor bloody mother (she worked for you in theBack bedroom, full of piss and shit and *****in midwives. god, you cantForget that awful moment, you know. you should have been in the bloodyWar, lad, and you would know all about it. well, Ill tell you something.)Its still the same old storyA holy bloody war, you know, with the pope and all that stuffA fight for love and gloryAint gonna study no more warA fight for God and country, and the queen and all thatWere gonna set you freeBomb you back into the *****in stone ageIf you wont be like me, you know, get down on your knees and prayWell theres somethin missing in this God almighty stewAnd its your goddamn mother you dirty little git, nowGet in there and wash yer ears!Note: [this song] was right after dylans song [...] youGotta serve someone, you know - the lord, I suppose, you know.So then he was kind of upset about that and it was a dialogue,You know. in that sense its fun, I mean you can hear it wasFun. he wasnt seriously against it. he showed his anger inA way but also [...] his sense of humour. (yoko ono, 1998)
