Luyện nghe bài hát P.E. Squad/Doodoo Chasers

The world is a toll free
Our mouths assholes
And speaking
in a state of mental diarrhea
Talking a mile a minute

Or in a of constipated notions
Can't think of but shit
And in this world of futures
Shitty memories and constipated 19 now
Emerges the hiney of your head

The doo doo
The
The prune of the mind
The doo doo

Friends of rooter
Bringing you to get your shit together
By the band in the bowl of your brain
(What was that long word Promental?)

A musical bowel
to rid you of moral diarrhea
Social
do-loops
Mental

They call us the
One a clean wipe
(Go it, fellas)

And what all of this shit?
is the source of food for thought?

Images doggie

Me burger with I on it
Me with I sauce on it
A sandwich, a personal burger hamburger
And a glass of constricted
Out to lunch with meat

The fear of eaten by the sandwich
The
The doo doo
of roto rooter
Music to clean shit by

Low logic
brain
Skinny

Count the of your thoughts
Funk, Confucius
Like Chinese
and sour bowel movements

And in this world of stinky
futures, 19 now nows constipated
Like the prune of the mind
The band in the tidy of your brain
Bringing you music to clean shit by

Funk, the
The mental bowel movement

One swipe a wipe
And with no charge

A trend
A enema
Holy
(Let me try one crap)

doo doo
Helping you get your shit

Backstage at a Funkadelic
We bring you the doo doo
(Which one is Clinton?)
Out to lunch with lunch meat, again

The fear of eaten by a sandwich

Where is a nice time of day
At least a week

Fried Ice is a reality
(Which one is Clinton?)

Fried Ice is a reality
Guess coming to lunch
I'm not gonna pay for lunch, man

Fried Ice is a reality
Fried Ice Cream is a
Fried Ice Cream is a