Luyện nghe bài hát Adventures in Zoochosis

I out for consensus
the masses the benefit of the doubt
Insist the democratic process will bear population out

I think my only of death is that it may not be the end
That we may be eternal beings and must do all of this
Oh lord, let no such thing be true

Though I suspect that if I back to my enclosure
Safe and and adequately lit
Sufficiently plumbed and
Well, just say I would not shake a stick

And if pressed, I'll
I'm ecstatic about the programs
Implemented to extend our lifespans
I'm excited to see what our keepers planned

a bigger cage? Longer chains?
Some novel reasons to remain?
"Dad are we die?" Yes son, both you and I
But maybe not

Boys, bowed to the keepers whip for so damn long
I think the sad truth is enclosure is where your old man belongs
But you, your hearts are
When conditioners come to break you in
I'll my squandered teeth
You grab your little brother's hand, run the wind
And if I'm not there, don't look
go

I don't a fuck about the enrichment programs
to extend our captive lifespans
Motherfucker get a load of what I got planned