P.E. Squad/DooDoo Chasers

Funkadelic

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

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

    The doo doo chasers
    The Promentalshitbackwashpsychosisenemasquad
    The prune juice of the mind
    The doo doo chasers

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

    A musical bowel movement
    Designed to rid you of moral diarrhea
    Social bullshit
    Crazy do-loops
    Mental poots

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

    And what causes all of this shit?
    What is the source of food for thought?
    Ego-munchies
    Images doggie bags

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

    The fear of being eaten by the sandwich
    The Promentalshitbackwashpsychosis
    The doo doo chasers
    Friends of roto rooter
    Music to clean your shit by

    Low calorie logic
    Muscle brain
    Skinny brain

    Count the calories of your thoughts
    Funk, Confucius says
    Like Chinese laxatives
    Sweet and sour bowel movements

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

    Funk, the P-Preparation
    The mental musical bowel movement
    Groovalax
    One swipe a clean wipe
    And with no extra charge

    A psychological trend
    A neurological enema
    Holy shit
    (Let me try one crap)
    Corpolite
    Prehistoric doo doo
    Helping you get your shit together

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

    The fear of being eaten by a sandwich
    Lunchville
    Where lunch is a nice time of day
    At least twice a week

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

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

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

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