I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker (With Flowers In My Hair) Paroles

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 didn'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
When my mom 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 on top
and vinyl was all that they stocked
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

(Thanks to Liliana for correcting these lyrics)