You're lying in your bath one day and looking at your toes
And sixty policemen bust in through the door
Don't you know it's an offense to strike a public pose
Cos even bathrooms aint not private anymore
"Cos we're all here lookin' at you, aint we?"
Give him a flower
Give him a flower
Give him a flower
Give him a floweeeer
If you're lying with your girlfriend on the sunniest ''
And a eight-stone bully kicks sand in your face
And pours all your suntan lotion into your lemonade
And takes your girl and also takes your place
"Don't hit him with a bottle-"
"What should I do?"
Give him a flower
Give him a flower
Give him a flower
Give him a floweeeer
When you're driving on the N1 in your 1920 Ford
Without tax or MOT or any brakes
And you're banned from driving late and you reverse into a truck
And the driver is the same eight-stone bully who kicked sand in your face in the last verse-
Give him a flower
Give him a flower
Give him a flower
Give him a floweeeer
Roses, rhododendrons, lilies, snowdrops (maybe nightshade)
Violets, buttercups, tulips, love-in-a-mist (nettles!)
Fuchsias, '', daisies, '', bluebells (?)
Cowslips, dandelions, forget-me-nots (poison ivy petals, eh heh)
Give him a flower
Give him a flower
Give him a flower
Give him a floweeeer
"I think you really ought to hit him in the head with a ''."
"No, no, give him a flower."
"I think..''"
"Give him a flower."
"I'll throw bricks at him, eh?"
"No, no..."
"I'll, I'll push him downstairs-"
"No, give him a flower."
"Or throw him off a building-"