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 with all their possessions
They on junk food and tv and booze
And bottles of pain pills and all.

Don't you love
make life hell here
And think there's above 'em.

you hear 'em in obscene procession?
It's called talking, it's how they betray closest friends.
Cough and wheezing, they pretension,
Slimy tell the truth which they love to bash and bend.

Can't you 'em in obscene procession?
of bacon, defoliants, [fear/beer] and [small cigars/swastikas]
Whips and semen, confessions,
with money and those little refreshments
Hung in cars and wardrobes and all

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

beware
Knives and that glare
Never those staring humans
Being the
Especially they're hungry.

beware
Knives and so bare
Never trust those staring
the worst
Especially when hungry
They make other hungry
no need to be hungry
Not today.

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