Luyện nghe bài hát Obscene Procession

Can't you see 'em, in obscene
Clad in fox fur all cocky, violent and insane
Pink and wobbling with all their
They live on junk and tv and booze
And bottles of relief pills and all.

Don't you them?
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 closest friends.
Cough and wheezing, dribble pretension,
Slimy tongues tell the truth they love to bash and bend.

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

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

Animals
Knives and forks that
Never those staring humans
Being the
Especially when hungry.

Animals
Knives and forks so
Never trust staring humans
the worst
Especially when they're
make each other hungry
There's no to be hungry
Not today.

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