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 food and tv and booze
And bottles of pain relief and all.

Don't you love
They make life here
And think there's heaven 'em.

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

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

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

beware
Knives and forks glare
Never those staring humans
Being the
when they're hungry.

Animals
Knives and forks so
Never those staring humans
Being the
Especially when they're
They make each other
no need to be hungry
Not today.

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