Intro:
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You say you found Jesus. Christ!
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He's the only one
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You say you've found Buddha
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Sittin' in the sun
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You say you found Mohammed
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Facin' to the East
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You say you found Krishna
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Dancin' in the street
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Well there's somethin' missing in this God Almighty stew
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And it's your mother (your mother, don't forget your mother, la)
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You got to serve yourself
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nobody gonna do for you
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You gotta serve yourself
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nobody gonna do for you
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Well you may believe in devils and you may believe in laws
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But if you don't go out and serve yourself, la, ain't no room service here
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It's still the same old story
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A bloody Holy War
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I fight for love and glory
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Ain't gonna study war no more
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I fight for God and country
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We're gonna set you free
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or put you back in the Stone Age
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If you won't be like me - y'get it?
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You got to serve yourself
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Ain't nobody gonna do for you
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You got to serve yourself
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Ain't nobody gonna do for you
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Yeah you may believe in devils and you may believe in laws
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'But Christ, you're gonna have to serve yourself and that's all there is to it.
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So get right back here it's in the bloody fridge. God, when I was a kid.
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Didn't have stuff like this, TV-fuckin' dinners and all that crap.
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You fuckin' kids (are) all the fuckin' same! Want a fuckin' car now...
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Lucky to have a pair of shoes!'
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You tell me you found Jesus. Christ!
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Well that's great and he's the only one
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You say you just found Buddha?
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and he's sittin' on his arse in the sun?
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You say you found Mohammed?
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Kneeling on a bloody carpet facin' the East?
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You say you found Krishna
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With a bald head dancin' in the street? ('Well Christ, la, you're goin out your bleedin' girth')
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You got to serve yourself
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Ain't nobody gonna do for you ('that's right, la, you better get that straight
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in your fuckin' head')
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You gotta serve yourself ('you know that, who else is gonna do it for you, it ain't me, kid, I tell you that')
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Well, you may believe in Jesus, and you may believe in Marx
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And you may believe in Marks and Spencer's and you maybe believe in bloody
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Woolworths
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But there's something missing in this whole bloody stew
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And it's your mother, your poor bloody mother ('she what bore you in the
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back bedroom, full of piss and shit and fuckin' midwives. God, you can't
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forget that all too quick, you know. You should have been in the bloody
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war, la, and you'da known all about it.
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Well, I'll tell you something.')
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It's still the same old story
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A Holy bloody War, you know, with the Pope and all that stuff
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I fight for love and glory
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Ain't gonna study no war, more war
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I fight for God and country, the Queen and all that
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We're gonna set you free. yeah? all them "nig-nogs"? sure...
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Bomb you back into the fuckin' Stone Age
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If you won't be like me, you know, get down on your knees and pray
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Well there's somethin' missing in this God Almighty stew
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And it's your goddamn mother you dirty little git, now
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get in there and wash yer ears!
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NOTE: "[This song] was right after Dylan's song [...] "You
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Gotta Serve Someone", you know - the lord, I suppose, you know.
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So then he was kind of upset about that and it was a dialogue,
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you know. In that sense it's fun, I mean you can hear it was
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fun. He wasn't seriously against it. He showed his anger in
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a way but also [...] his sense of humour." (Yoko Ono, 1998)
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Serve Yourself
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| John Lennon |
