Luyện nghe bài hát Obscene Procession

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

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

Can't you hear 'em in obscene
It's talking, it's how they betray their closest friends.
Cough and wheezing, dribble pretension,
Slimy tongues tell the truth they love to bash and bend.

you smell 'em in obscene procession?
Stink of bacon, defoliants, [fear/beer] and cigars/swastikas]
Whips and semen, confessions,
Mixed with money and little refreshments
Hung in cars and wardrobes and all

you hate
Those of hot air
They need warfare
To 'em.

Animals
Knives and forks glare
Never trust those staring
Being the
Especially they're hungry.

beware
Knives and so bare
Never trust staring humans
Being the
Especially when they're
They make each hungry
no need to be hungry
Not today.

Can't you see 'em, in procession?
Fat and pompous, they crush their only to the floor
Aren't you glad that I told you about
Aren't you glad you never evolved up any