Obscene Procession Lyrics - Xtc

Can't you see 'em, in obscene procession? 

Clad in fox fur all cocky, they're 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 

Don't you love them? 

They make life hell here 

And think there's heaven above 'em 

Can't you hear 'em in obscene procession? 

It's called talking, it's how they betray their closest friends 

Cough and wheezing, they dribble pretension 

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

Can't 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 

Don't 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 they're hungry 

Animals beware 

Knives and forks so bare 

Never trust those staring humans 

Being the worst 

Especially when they're hungry 

They make each other hungry 

There's no need to be hungry 

Not today 

Can't you see 'em, in obscene procession? 

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

Aren't you glad that I told you about them? 

Aren't you glad you never evolved up any more?