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

The is a toll free toilet
Our neurological assholes
And speaking
We're in a state of mental
Talking shit a a minute

Or in a state of constipated
Can't think of nothin' but
And in this of stinky futures
Shitty memories and 19 now nows
from the hiney of your head

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

Friends of roto
Bringing you music to get shit together
By the band in the tidy of your brain
(What was that long again Promental?)

A musical bowel
Designed to rid you of moral
Social
Crazy
poots

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

And what causes all of this
What is the of food for thought?

Images doggie

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

The fear of being eaten by the
The
The doo doo
Friends of rooter
Music to your shit by

Low logic
Muscle
brain

Count the calories of your
Funk, says
Like Chinese
Sweet and sour movements

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

Funk, the
The musical bowel movement

One swipe a clean
And with no extra

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

doo doo
Helping you get shit together

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

The fear of being by a sandwich

Where lunch is a time of day
At twice a week

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

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

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