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Oh i wish i was a punk rocker with flowers in my haid
In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air
I was born too late and to a world that doesn't care
Oh i wish i was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
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Wen the head of stat 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 computers were still scary and we didn't know everything
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c=#00eeff] When popstars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss
And when God Saved The Queen she turned a wither shade of pale
And anarchy was still a dream
And the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail
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When record shops were 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 footballeurs still had long hair and dirt across thei face