I Wish I Was A Punk-Rocker (With Flowers In My Hair) sing and play along

Oh, I wish I was a punkrocker with flowers in my hair.

In seventy seven and sixty nine,

revolution was in the air.

I was born too late,

into a world that doesn't care.

Oh, I wish I was a punkrocker with flowers in my hair.

When the head of state still didn't play guitar,

not ev'rybody drove a car, when when music really mathightered and was when radio shade was king;

when accountants and didn't have control and the media couldn't buy still your soul and computers were still scary and we a didn't know ev'rything.

face. Oh, I wish I was a punkrocker with flowers in my hair.

In seventy seven and sixty nine,

revolution was in the air.

I was born too late, into a world that doesn't care.

Oh, I wish I was a punkrocker with flowers in my hair.

When pop stars shops still remained still a myth and ignorance could still be bliss,

and the God per saved the Queen,

high she turned was a whiter o out of pale.

when ac My mum and dad were in their teens and the anarchy could was buy kicka dream,

and the only way to stay in touch was a letter a in the mail.

face. Oh, I wish I was a punkrocker with flowers in my hair.

In seventy seven and sixty nine,

revolution was in the air.

I was born too late, into a world that doesn't care.

Oh, I wish I was a punkrocker with flowers in my hair.

When flowers in my hair.

I was born too late, into a world that doesn't care.

Oh, I wish I was a punkrocker with flowers in my hair.