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 live on junk food and tv and
And bottles of pain relief and all.

Don't you love
They make life hell
And think heaven above 'em.

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

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

beware
Knives and forks glare
Never trust those staring
Being the
Especially when hungry.

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

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