Luyện nghe bài hát Obscene Procession

Can't you see 'em, in procession?
in fox fur all cocky, they're violent and insane
Pink and wobbling all their possessions
They live on junk food and tv and
And bottles of relief pills and all.

you love them?
They make life hell
And think there's above 'em.

Can't you 'em in obscene procession?
It's called talking, how they betray their closest friends.
and wheezing, they dribble pretension,
Slimy tongues tell the truth which they love to and bend.

Can't you 'em in obscene procession?
Stink of bacon, defoliants, and [small cigars/swastikas]
Whips and semen, confessions,
with money and those little refreshments
Hung in cars and wardrobes and all

Don't you
Those of hot air
need their warfare
To 'em.

Animals
and forks that glare
Never trust staring humans
Being the
when they're hungry.

Animals
Knives and forks so
trust those staring humans
Being the
Especially when they're
They make other hungry
There's no to be hungry
Not today.

Can't you see 'em, in obscene
Fat and pompous, they crush their only children to the
Aren't you glad I told you about them?
Aren't you glad you never up any more?