[Verse 1]
Bushes on broadway cough and sneeze, and loudly wheeze
And I'm sure there’s more to it, I just can't hardly see
You think they feel shit? Or have thoughts?
Or do these shady fucking bushes just do drugs and jerk off?
Either way, call the cops
These breathing bushes are a problem, huh
You sound like you want the breathing bushes to
Stop breathing at all, but it's a miracle bushes are still here
And if you ask them to speak what they know
Would you really wanna hear?
Or would you say all the bushes say the same
Like they’re just a bunch bad seeds under trees full of hate
Bushes on broadway
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Bushes on broadway, those bushes on broadway
Those bushes on...

[Verse 2]
This shit's clear, can't even fucking find a place to piss here
But it's okay, bus stops smell like piss anyways
But who cares? Half a billion for arenas
But no healthcare for living human beings
You would think they thought the plagues here
Row your yacht, deftly down the stream
Of golden showers, shit, and schnookus
I would think you'd intervene, I shit you not
Bushes on broadway, bushes on broadway
Bushes on broadway
Bushes on broad...