Flowers (TV Version)

I can't see anybody out there wearing flowers in their hair

Poor little flower child

Wild eyes and cray hair

Running around in search of love

He can't find it anywhere

Give him flowers

Flowers

Give him flowers for his hair

Give him flowers for his hair

I tried to walk upon the water

But the ocean was too rough

The whole idea was all went through(?)

But the going was too tough

He needs flowers

Flowers

We need flowers for our hair

We need flowers for our hair

Take it down

What can we do when all our strays come undone?

Try to make it ripe

Like the poets told me

I heard back in '69, they wore flowers in their hair

In a place called San Francisco

I think that I'll go there

What the world needs now

Is so much love

It's the only thing

But there's just too little of love

They need flowers for their hair

Give them flowers for their hair

Build me a wall off my guitar

My backbone slipped in rock n' roll

Give me flowers for my hair

Give me flowers for my hair

Take it down

Where have all the soldiers gone?

Locked in a coffin(?)

Dying in wars, everyone

For the (?)

What can you do when all your strings come undone?

Find a poet to make it ripe

I'm sure they know how

What's going on?

We're messing up this whole place

There's kids wearing feathers in their hair

And putting war paint on their faces

What the world needs now

Is so much love

It's the only thing

But there is just too little of love

Give me flowers for my hair

Mother, get me flowers for my hair

Brother, get me flowers for my hair

Sister, give me flowers for my hair

And I said, "Hey, you

Get off of my cloud,"

Hey, hey

You, you

Off of my cloud

Hey, hey

You, you

Off of my cloud

Hey, hey

You, you

Off of my cloud

We need flowers, flowers

Flowers, flowers

Flowers, flowers

Flowers for my hair