Luyện nghe bài hát Adventures in Zoochosis

I hold out for
Give the masses the benefit of the
Insist the democratic will bear this 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 slink to my enclosure
Safe and and adequately lit
plumbed and ventilated
Well, let's say I would not shake a stick

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

Perhaps a bigger Longer chains?
Some compelling novel to remain?
"Dad are we gonna die?" Yes son, you and I
But not today

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

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