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