I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker (With Flowers In My Hair) (Radio Mix) Lyrics

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[Chorus]
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 into 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 didnâ€™t know everything
[Chorus]
When popstars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss
And when God Saved the Queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
My mum 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 were still 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 men kick around
and footballers who had long hair and dirt across their face
[Chorus]
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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[Chorus] 
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 into 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 didnâ€™t know everything 
[Chorus] 
When popstars still remained a myth 
And ignorance could still be bliss 
And when God Saved the Queen she turned a whiter shade of pale 
My mum 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 were still 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 men kick around 
and footballers who had long hair and dirt across their face 
[Chorus] 
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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