Funkadelic - Promentalsh**backwashpsychosis Enema Squad lyrics

(--Chanted, repeated after each line--) The world is a toll-free toilet Our mouths neurological a**holes And psychologically speaking We're in a state of mental diarrhoea Talking sh** a mile a minute Or in a state of constipated notions Can't think of nothin' but sh** And in this world of stinkin' futures, sh**ty memories, Constipated 19 now-nows Emerges from the hiney of your head The Doo-Doo Chasers The Promentalsh**backwashpsychosisenemasquad The prune juice of the mind The Doo-Doo Chasers Friends of roto-rooter Bringing you music to get your sh** together by The band in the tidy bowl of your brain (What was that long word again? Promental-?) Promentalsh**backwashpsychosisenemasquad A musical bowel movement Designed to rid you of moral diarrhoea Social bullsh** Crazy doo-doo Mental poops They call us the unflushables One swipe a clean wipe (Go flush it, fellas!) And what's cause of all of this sh**? What is the source of food for thought? Ego-munchies Images(?) doggie bags A my burger with I sauce on it A me burger with I sauce on it A myself sandwich A personal burger A Hamburger And a gla** of constricted cola Out to lunch with lunch meat The fear of being eaten by a sandwich The Promentalsh**backwashpsychosisenemasquad The Doo-Doo Chasers Friends of roto-rooter Music to clean your sh** by(?) Low calorie logic Muscle brains Skinny brains Count the calories of your thoughts Funk, Confucius says Like Chinese laxatives Sweet and sour bowel movements And in this world of stinky memories Spanking memories sh**ty futures 19 now nows-constipated-like Where is the Doo-Doo Chaser? The prune juice of the mind The band in the tidy bowl of your brain Bringing you music to put your sh** together by Funk, the pee preparation The prune juice of the mind A mental musical bowel movement Groovalax One swipe a clean wipe And with no extra charge A psychological turd remover A neurological enema Holy sh** (let me try one-crap) Corpolites(?) Prehistoric doo doo Helping you get your sh** 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 And Fried Ice Cream is a reality And Fried Ice Cream is a reality And Fried Ice Cream is a reality And Fried Ice Cream is a reality! And Fried Ice Cream is a reality! And Fried Ice Cream is a reality! And Fried Ice Cream is a reality! (Which one is George Clinton?) Fried Ice Cream is a reality! Fried Ice Cream is a reality! Fried Ice Cream is a reality! Fried Ice Cream is a reality! Fried Ice Cream is a reality! Fried Ice Cream is a reality! Fried Ice Cream is a reality! Fried Ice Cream is a reality! Fried Ice Cream is a reality!