Artist: George Clinton & The Parliament-Funkadelics Album: Ultimate Funkadelic Song: Promentalshitbackwashpsychosis Enema Squad (The Doodoo Chasers) Typed by: dy_face@hotmail.com [Verse One: George Clinton] The world is a toll-free toilet Our mouths neurological assholes And psychologically speaking Is 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 nothing but shit And this is world of stinky futures Between shitty memories, and constipated 19 now-nows 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 [Hook: Linda Brown] What was that long word again-Promental? The Promentalshitbackwashpsychosis Enema Squad [Interlude: George Clinton] A musical bowel movement Designed to rid you of moral diarrhea Social bullshit, crazy do-loops, and mental poots They call us the unflushables, one swipe a clean wipe [Hook: Linda Brown] Go flush it, fellows! [Verse Two: George Clinton] And what causes all of this shit? What is the source of food for thought? Ego-munchies, images doggie bags My burger with hot sauce on it Me burger with hot 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 a sandwich The Promentalshitbackwashpsychosis Enema Squad The doo doo chasers, friends of roto-rooter Music to clean your shit by; an Enema Squad [Hook: Linda Brown] Also wanted to hear.. [Verse Three: George Clinton] 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 stinking memories Stinking memories, and shitty futures 19 now nows-constipated-like, versions the doo doo chasers The prune juice of the mind The band in the tidy bowl of your brain Bringing you music to clean your shit by [Hook: Linda Brown] Hummmm.. Hummm.. Humm... [Verse Four: George Clinton] Funk; the P-Preparation, the prune juice of the mind The mental musical bowel movement Groovalax, one swipe a clean wipe And with no extra charge A psychological trend mover, 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 [Outro: George Clinton] The Fried Ice Cream is a reality, fried Ice Cream is a reality! The Fried Ice Cream is a reality, fried Ice Cream is a reality! The Fried Ice Cream is a reality, fried Ice Cream is a reality! (Which one is George Clinton?) Guess who's coming to lunch I'm not gonna pay for this lunch, man! The Fried Ice Cream is a reality, fried Ice Cream is a reality! The Fried Ice Cream is a reality, fried Ice Cream is a reality! The Fried Ice Cream is a reality, fried Ice Cream is a reality!