Luyện nghe bài hát Adventures in Zoochosis

I hold out for
Give the the benefit of the doubt
Insist the democratic process will bear this out

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

Though I that if I slink back to my enclosure
and warm and adequately lit
Sufficiently and ventilated
Well, let's say I would not shake a stick

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

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

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

I give a fuck about the enrichment programs
Implemented to extend our lifespans
Motherfucker get a load of what I got planned