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 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   (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      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 nows 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