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

The world is a toll toilet
Our mouths assholes
And psychologically
We're in a state of mental
shit a mile a minute

Or in a of constipated notions
think of nothin' but shit
And in this world of futures
Shitty memories and 19 now nows
Emerges from the of your head

The doo doo
The
The prune juice of the
The doo doo

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

A bowel movement
Designed to rid you of moral
bullshit
Crazy
poots

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

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

Images bags

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

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

Low calorie
brain
Skinny

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

And in world of stinky memories
Shitty futures, 19 now constipated
the prune juice of the mind
The in the tidy bowl of your brain
you music to clean your shit by

Funk, the
The mental musical bowel

One swipe a wipe
And no extra charge

A psychological
A neurological
shit
(Let me try one crap)

doo doo
Helping you get your together

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

The fear of being by a sandwich

Where lunch is a time of day
At least twice a

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

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

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