Obscene Procession — текст песни (Xtc)

Cant you see em, in obscene procession?

Clad in fox fur all cocky, theyre violent and insane

Pink and wobbling with all their possessions

They live on junk food and tv and booze

And bottles of pain relief pills and all.



Dont you love them?

They make life hell here

And think theres heaven above em.



Cant you hear em in obscene procession?

Its called talking, its how they betray their closest friends.

Cough and wheezing, they dribble pretension,

Slimy tongues tell the truth which they love to bash and bend.



Cant you smell em in obscene procession?

Stink of bacon, defoliants, [fear/beer] and [small cigars/swastikas]

Whips and semen, adulterous confessions,

Mixed with money and those little refreshments

Hung in their cars and wardrobes and all



Dont you hate

Those full of hot air

They need their warfare

To deflate em.



Animals beware

Knives and forks that glare

Never trust those staring humans

Being the worst

Especially when theyre hungry.



Animals beware

Knives and forks so bare

Never trust those staring humans

Being the worst

Especially when theyre hungry

They make each other hungry

Theres no need to be hungry

Not today.



Cant you see em, in obscene procession?

Fat and pompous, they crush their only children to the floor

Arent you glad that I told you about them?

Arent you glad you never evolved up any more?