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 wobbling with all possessions
They live on food and tv and booze
And bottles of pain relief and all.

you love them?
They make life here
And there's heaven above 'em.

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

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

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

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

beware
Knives and forks so
trust those staring humans
Being the
Especially they're hungry
They make each other
no need to be hungry
Not today.

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