2.I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker (With Flowers In My Hair)
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker
with flowers in my hair,
In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air,
I was born too late to a world
that doesn't care,
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker
with flowers in my hair.
When the head of state didn't play guitar,
Not everybody drove a car,
When music really mattered
and when radio was king,
When accountants didn't have control,
And the media couldn't buy your soul,
And computers were still scary
and we didn't know everything.
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker
with flowers in my hair,
In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air,
I was born too late to a world
that doesn't care,
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker
with flowers in my hair.
When popstars still remained a myth,
And ignorance could still be bliss,
And when God Save the Queen
she turned a whiter shade of pale,
When my mom and dad were in their teens,
And anarchy was still a dream,
And the only way to stay in touch
was a letter in the mail.
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker
with flowers in my hair,
In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air,
I was born too late to a world
that doesn't care,
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker
with flowers in my hair.
When record shops were on top,
and vinyl was all that they stocked,
and the super info-highway
was still drifting out in space,
kids were wearing hand-me-downs,
And playing games meant kick arounds,
And footballers who had long hair
and dirt across their face.
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker
with flowers in my hair,
In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air,
I was born too late to a world
that doesn't care,
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker
with flowers in my hair.
I was born too late to a world
that doesn't care,
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker
with flowers in my hair.
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