Luyện nghe bài hát Obscene Procession

Can't you see 'em, in obscene
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 pain pills and all.

Don't you them?
They life hell here
And think heaven above 'em.

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

Can't you smell 'em in procession?
Stink of bacon, defoliants, [fear/beer] and [small
and semen, adulterous confessions,
Mixed with money and those little
Hung in cars and wardrobes and all

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

Animals
and forks that glare
Never trust those humans
the worst
Especially they're hungry.

beware
Knives and forks so
trust those staring humans
Being the
Especially when hungry
They each other hungry
no need to be hungry
Not today.

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