Shitty futures, 19 now nows constipated
The mental musical bowel movement
Me burger with I sauce on it
Backstage at a Funkadelic rehearsal
Out to lunch with lunch meat
Me burger with I sauce on it
Or in a state of constipated notions
A musical bowel movement
And in this world of stinky futures
Guess who's coming to lunch
And in this world of stinky memories
Funk, the P-Preparation
At least twice a week
Funk, Confucius says
Emerges from the hiney of your head
The doo doo chasers
One swipe a clean wipe
A neurological enema
Ego-munchies
Mental poots
Fried Ice Cream is a reality
They call us the unflushables
Fried Ice Cream is a reality
Crazy do-loops
Lunchville
Friends of roto rooter
(Which one is George Clinton?)
Out to lunch with lunch meat, once again
And a glass of constricted cola
Shitty memories and constipated 19 now nows
One swipe a clean wipe
Fried Ice Cream is a reality
Helping you get your shit together
The Promentalshitbackwashpsychosis
(Which one is George Clinton?)
Like the prune juice of the mind
We're in a state of mental diarrhea
(Let me try one crap)
By the band in the tidy bowl of your brain
We bring you the doo doo chasers
A psychological trend
Where lunch is a nice time of day
The doo doo chasers
The doo doo chasers
Prehistoric doo doo
Friends of roto rooter
And with no extra charge
The fear of being eaten by a sandwich
Holy shit
Muscle brain
I'm not gonna pay for this lunch, man
Like Chinese laxatives
Skinny brain
And psychologically speaking
(What was that long word again Promental?)
Low calorie logic
Images doggie bags
A myself sandwich, a personal burger hamburger
Bringing you music to get your shit together
Music to clean your shit by
The fear of being eaten by the sandwich
And what causes all of this shit?
Fried Ice cream is a reality
Social bullshit
Groovalax
Corpolite
Can't think of nothin' but shit
Sweet and sour bowel movements
Designed to rid you of moral diarrhea
The Promentalshitbackwashpsychosisenemasquad
What is the source of food for thought?
The band in the tidy bowl of your brain
Talking shit a mile a minute
Count the calories of your thoughts
Bringing you music to clean your shit by
(Go flush it, fellas)
The prune juice of the mind
