Luyện nghe bài hát Obscene Procession

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

Don't you love
make life hell here
And there's heaven above 'em.

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

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

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

beware
Knives and that glare
Never those staring humans
the worst
Especially they're hungry.

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

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