Luyện nghe bài hát Obscene Procession

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

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

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

you smell 'em in obscene procession?
Stink of bacon, defoliants, [fear/beer] and [small
Whips and semen, confessions,
Mixed with money and those refreshments
Hung in their cars and and all

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

Animals
Knives and that glare
Never trust those staring
the worst
Especially when hungry.

Animals
and forks so bare
Never trust staring humans
the worst
Especially when hungry
They each other hungry
no need to be hungry
Not today.

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