All the good things happen to her she's Picked by the boys and she's loved by the girls 'Cause she's a flower, And that's her power. The golden moonlight prefers her face she Smells like honey and looks like lace And we adore her, And we want her closer. I wanna wear her round my head, I wanna lay her on my bed And I wanna cut her down and love her till she's dead Oh give me flowers (Give me flowers) I want weeping yellow and heavenly white, I want dirty blue in the middle of the night And if I can't find it, Then I'll just go out and buy it. I wanna wear them round my head, I wanna lay them on my bed And I wanna cut 'em down and love 'em till they're dead Oh give me flowers (Give me flowers) Don't show your withering veins in the dirt just Give us the petals the pulp and the skirt just Give us the petals the pulp and the skirt just Give us the petals the pulp and the skirt just Give me flowers