Piss and Flowery Poetry

I saw you on the streets again today
Your approach was awful crude
Don't ever talk to lawyers
Cuz they always change their tune

Climb high on the backs of your brothers
Climb high on the shoulders of friends
Take all their best ideas
And cast their silly souls to the wind

I can see through the trees
I will tear up the weeds
All of your songs are half made melodies
I can see through the trees
Man you give me the creeps
All of your songs are half made philosophies

I saw you on the streets again today
Your approach was awful crude
These are the sum of lowly lows, my friend
And I will never change my tune

Climb high on the backs of your brothers
Climb high on the shoulders of friends
Take all their best ideas
And cast their silly souls to the wind

I can see through the trees
Man you give me the creeps
All of your songs are half made melodies
I can see through the trees
I will tear up the weeds
All of your songs are half made philosophies

[?] freaking me out
The atmospheric light
Piss and flowery poetry

Climb high on the backs of your brothers
Climb high on the shoulders of friends
Take all of their best ideas
And tuck their silly asses into bed

I saw you on the streets today
Your approach was awful crude
What else is new?