Gotta Serve Somebody Songtext
von Nichole Nordeman
Gotta Serve Somebody Songtext
You may be an ambassador
To England or France
You might like to gamble
You might like to dance
You may be the heavyweight
Champion of the world
You might be a socialite
With a long string of pearls
You might be a rock and roll addict
Prancing on the stage
You might have drugs at your command
Or women in a cage
You may be a businessman
Or some high degree thief
They may call you doctor
They may call you chief
You′re gonna have to serve somebody
(Serve somebody)
You might be a state trooper
You might be a young tough
You might be the head
Of some big TV network
You may be rich or poor
You may be blind or lame
You may be livin' in another country
Underneath another name
You′re gonna have to serve somebody
Yes indeed, serve somebody
(Serve somebody)
Well it may be the Devil
Or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
(Serve somebody)
You may be a preacher
With your spiritual pride
You may be a City Councilman
Takin' bribes on the side
You may be working in a barbershop
Knowin′ how to cut hair
You may be somebody′s mistress
Maybe somebody's heir
You′re gonna have to serve somebody
Yes, you are, mmm, yeah
It might be the Devil
Or it might be the Lord
You're gonna have to serve somebody
(Serve somebody)
You might like to wear cotton
You might like to wear silk
You might like to drink whiskey
You might like to drink milk
You might like to eat caviar
You might like to eat bread
You may like to be sleeping on the floor
Sleepin′ in a king-size bed
You're gonna have to serve somebody
(Serve somebody)
You′re gonna have to serve somebody
(Serve somebody)
It might be the Devil
It might be the Lord
To England or France
You might like to gamble
You might like to dance
You may be the heavyweight
Champion of the world
You might be a socialite
With a long string of pearls
You might be a rock and roll addict
Prancing on the stage
You might have drugs at your command
Or women in a cage
You may be a businessman
Or some high degree thief
They may call you doctor
They may call you chief
You′re gonna have to serve somebody
(Serve somebody)
You might be a state trooper
You might be a young tough
You might be the head
Of some big TV network
You may be rich or poor
You may be blind or lame
You may be livin' in another country
Underneath another name
You′re gonna have to serve somebody
Yes indeed, serve somebody
(Serve somebody)
Well it may be the Devil
Or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
(Serve somebody)
You may be a preacher
With your spiritual pride
You may be a City Councilman
Takin' bribes on the side
You may be working in a barbershop
Knowin′ how to cut hair
You may be somebody′s mistress
Maybe somebody's heir
You′re gonna have to serve somebody
Yes, you are, mmm, yeah
It might be the Devil
Or it might be the Lord
You're gonna have to serve somebody
(Serve somebody)
You might like to wear cotton
You might like to wear silk
You might like to drink whiskey
You might like to drink milk
You might like to eat caviar
You might like to eat bread
You may like to be sleeping on the floor
Sleepin′ in a king-size bed
You're gonna have to serve somebody
(Serve somebody)
You′re gonna have to serve somebody
(Serve somebody)
It might be the Devil
It might be the Lord
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