He speaks of meekness   Being no sign of weakness   Gently placing the flower in the gun   Well intended pacifism a naïve idealism   Singing his favourites Lennon song   Bleeding heart insisting preach   The path of least resisting   Milk and honey rolling off his tongue   War is not the answer turn the other cheek   And offer sacrificing on the altar of love      Flower man   Singing lets all   Give peace a chance   Flower man   Keep you head   Buried in the sand   Flower man   You’re my enemy’s   Best friend   Flower man   You misguided utopian      Peace in appeasing   Like it’s always in season   Never needed to weather the storm   Betting on your better angels   Ignoring human nature in truth   Red tooth and in claw   Lion and lamb lay   In your land of make pretend   Forgetting every soldier and son   Lest you care   To measure all the blood   And the treasure   Must be something worth   Fighting for. No?   Is it worth fighting for?      Flower man   Singing lets all   Give peace a chance   Flower man   Keep you head   Buried in the sand   Flower man   You’re my enemy’s   Best friend   Flower man   Liberty   Is a well armed lamb      Ladies and gentleman   I give you flower man      Love is on the way   Love is on the way   Or so they say      He speaks of meekness   Being no sign of weakness   Gently placing the flower in the gun   Well intended pacifism a naïve idealism   Singing his favourites Lennon song   Bleeding heart insisting preach   The path of least resisting   Milk and honey rolling off his tongue   War is not the answer turn the other cheek   And offer sacrificing on the altar of love      Flower man   Singing lets all   Give peace a chance   Flower man   Keep you head   Buried in the sand   Flower man   You’re my enemy’s   Best friend   Flower man   Liberty   Is a well armed lamb