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Chorus
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair I
n 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 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
Chorus
When pop stars 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
Chorus
When record shops was still top
and vinyl was all that they stocked a
nd the super info highway was still drifting out in space
kids were wearing hand me downs,
and playing games meant kick arounds
and footballers still had long hair and dirt across their face
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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

Nu bļīīīn, KOĶETE! :DD Kha hāā!:))