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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Images bags

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

The fear of being eaten by the
The
The doo doo
Friends of roto
Music to clean your by

Low logic
Muscle
Skinny

the calories of your thoughts
Funk, Confucius
Like laxatives
and sour bowel movements

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

Funk, the
The mental musical bowel

One swipe a clean
And with no charge

A trend
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 lunch with lunch meat, again

The fear of being by a sandwich

Where lunch is a nice of day
At least twice a

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

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

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