Ty Segall - An Ill Jest lyrics

Hey, flower, why do you grow so slow? Does it spit for the sky? I love you so Hold the soft hand of the red sun And drift away until your troubles are done Hey, mister, what troubles you so so Did the porcupine (?) (?) and I dream the skies About the blue, blue, blue, blue, blue lights of the sky Sweet-sweet bright, sweet-sweet bright Hey, (?) (?) to your (?) I'll just, yeah, I'll just, yeah, yeah