Oh i wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair  In seventy-seven and sixty-nine revoulution was in the air  I was born too late into a world that dosent 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 didn't know everything    Oh i wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair  In seventy-seven and sixty-nine revoulution was in the air  I was born too late into a world that dosent care  Oh i wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair    When pop stars still remained a myth  And ignorance could still be bliss  and when god saved the queen she turned a whiter shade of pale  My mom and dad were in thier teens  And anarchy was still a 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 seventy-seven and sixty-nine revoulution was in the air  I was born too late into a world that dosent care  Oh i wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair    When record shops were still on top  And vinyal was all 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 thier face    Oh i wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair  In seventy-seven and sixty-nine revoulution was in the air  I was born too late into a world that dosent care  Oh i wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair  In seventy-seven and sixty-nine revoulution was in the air  I was born too late into a world that dosent care  Oh i wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair    these lyrics are submitted by LiveforLyrics