Luyện nghe bài hát Obscene Procession

Can't you see 'em, in obscene
Clad in fox fur all cocky, 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
They life hell here
And think there's heaven 'em.

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

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

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

beware
Knives and forks that
Never trust staring humans
Being the
Especially when hungry.

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

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