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 their
They on junk food and tv and booze
And bottles of pain pills and all.

you love them?
They make life hell
And think heaven above 'em.

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

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

Don't you
full of hot air
They need their
To 'em.

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

Animals
and forks so bare
Never trust those humans
the worst
Especially they're hungry
They make other hungry
no need to be hungry
Not today.

Can't you see 'em, in obscene
Fat and pompous, they crush their only to the floor
you glad that I told you about them?
Aren't you glad you evolved up any more?