Dead Flowers

Dead Flowers - Gilby Clarke

Well when you're sitting there

In your silk upholstered chair

Talkin' to some rich folk that you know

I hope you won't see me in my ragged company

You know I could never be alone

Take me down little Susie take me down

I know you think you're the queen of the underground

And you can send me dead flowers every morning

Send me dead flowers by the mail

Send me dead flowers at my wedding

And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

When you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac

Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day

Ah I'll be in my basement room

With a needle and a spoon

And another whore to take my pain away

Take me down little Susie take me down

I know you think you're the queen of the underground

And you can send me dead flowers every morning

Send me dead flowers by the mail

Send me dead flowers at my wedding

And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Take me down little Susie take me down

I know you think you're the queen of the underground

And you can send me dead flowers every morning

Send me dead flowers by the U S Mail

Say it with dead flowers in my wedding

And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

No I won't forget to put roses on your grave