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 with all possessions
They live on junk food and tv and
And of pain relief pills and all.

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

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

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

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

Animals
Knives and forks glare
Never trust those humans
the worst
Especially when hungry.

Animals
and forks so bare
Never trust those staring
Being the
when they're hungry
They make each other
There's no to be hungry
Not today.

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