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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Images doggie

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

The of being eaten by the sandwich
The
The doo doo
Friends of roto
to clean your shit by

Low logic
brain
Skinny

the calories of your thoughts
Funk, says
Like Chinese
Sweet and sour bowel

And in world of stinky memories
Shitty futures, 19 now nows
Like the juice of the mind
The band in the tidy of your brain
Bringing you music to clean your by

Funk, the
The musical bowel movement

One swipe a clean
And with no extra

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

doo doo
Helping you get shit together

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

The of being eaten by a sandwich

Where is a nice time of day
At least twice a

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

Fried Ice cream is a
Guess who's to lunch
I'm not pay for this lunch, man

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