[chorus:] Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair In '77 and '69 revolution was in the I was too late into 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 radio was king When didn't have control And the media couldn't buy your soul And computers were still scary and we didn't know everything
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When pop stars still remained a myth And ignorance could still be bliss And when saved the Queen she turned a whiter shade of pale My mom and dad were in their teens And anarchy was still dream And the only way to stay in touch was a letter in mail
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When record shops were still on top And vinyl was all that they stocked And the super info highway was still drifting out in space were wearing hand me downs And playing games meant kick arounds And footballers still had long hair and dirt their face
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I was born too late into world that doesn't care Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair