"Serve Yourself" by John Lennon

You say you found Jesus Christ -- He's the only one
You say you found Buddha -- Sittin' in the sun
You say you found Mohammed -- Facin' to the East
You say you found Krishna -- Dancin' in the streets
Well, there's something missing in this God Almighty stew
And it's your mother -- Your mother (don't forget your mother, lad)

You got to serve yourself
Ain't 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
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've got to serve yourself
Ain't nobody gonna do for you
Well, 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 we didn't have stuff like this, TV-fucking-dinners and all that crap
You fuckin' kids all the fuckin' same, want a fuckin' car now -- Lucky to have a pair of shoes

You say 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 ass in the sun
You say you found Mohammed -- Kneelin' on a bloody carpet facin' to the East
You say you found Krishna -- With a bald head dancin' in the streets

You've got to serve yourself
Ain't nobody gonna it do for you
You know that, who the hell else is gonna do it for you
It ain't me kid, I'll 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 may believe in bloody Woolworth's
But there's something missing in this whole bloody stew
And it's your mother -- Your poor bloody mother
She's what bore you in the back bedroom, full of piss and shit and fuckin' midwives -- You can't forget that too quick, you know -- You should've been in the bloody war, lad, you'd've known all about it

I'll tell you something --
It's the same old story -- A holy bloody war -- You know, the Pope and all that
A fight for love and glory -- Ain't gonna study war no more
A fight for God and country, the queen, all that -- We're gonna set you free
We'll blow you back into the fuckin' Stone Age -- If you won't be like me
You know, get on your knees and pray

Well, there's something missing in the almighty stew
And it's your goddamn mother you dirty little git, now get in there and wash your ears

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This is a called a parody of Bob Dylan's "You Gotta Serve Somebody" but I wonder if John wasn't havin a bad day with Sean as well *grin*