(Lyrics by John Lennon)
Well, you may believe in Jesus, and you may believe in Marx
And you may believe in Marks and Spencer's and bloody
But there's something missing in this whole bloody stew
And it's your mother, your poor bloody mother
She worked for you in the
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 something.
It's still the same old story
A Holy bloody War
A fight for God and country, and the Queen and all that
We're gonna set you free
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!