I Wish I Was a Punk Rocker (with Flowers in My Hair) - Afternoon Acoustic

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 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

When computers were

Still scary

And we didn't know everything

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 to

World that doesn't care

Oh I wish I was a punk

Rocker with flowers in my hair

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

When my mum dad

Were in their teens

And anarchy was still the dream

And the only way

To stay in touch

Was a letter in the mail

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 to a world that doesn't care

Oh I wish I was a punk

Rocker with flowers in my hair

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 meant kick arounds

And footballers still had

Long hair and dirt across their face

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 to a

World that doesn't care

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker

With flowers in my hair

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