I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker

[Chorus]
Oh,
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I wish I was a punk    rocker with flowers in my hair
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In '77 and '69 revolution was in     the air
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I was born too late    into a world that doesn't care
Oh,
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I wish I was a punk    rocker with flowers in my hair

[Verse 1]
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When the head of state didn't play guitar
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Not everybody drove a car
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When music really mattered and when radio was king
When accountants didn't have control
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And the media couldn't buy your soul
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And computers were still scary and we didn't know
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everything

[Chorus]
Oh,
  E                F#m7            A            E
I wish I was a punk    rocker with flowers in my hair
   E         F#m7  A                    Bsus4
In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air
      E            F#m7       C#m                    A
I was born too late    into a world that doesn't care
Oh,
 E            F#m7            A           B      E
I wish I was a    punk rocker with flowers in my hair

[Verse 2]
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When popstars still remained a myth
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And ignorance could still be bliss
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And when God Saved the Queen
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She turned a whiter shade of pale
My mom and dad were in their teens
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And anarchy was still a dream
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And the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail

[Chorus]
Oh,
  E                F#m7            A            E
I wish I was a punk    rocker with flowers in my hair
   E         F#m7  A                    Bsus4
In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air
      E            F#m7       C#m                    A
I was born too late    into a world that doesn't care
Oh,
 E            F#m7            A           B      E
I wish I was a    punk rocker with flowers in my hair

[Verse 3]
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When record shops were still on top
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And vinyl was all that they stocked
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And the super-info highway was still drifting out in space
Kids were wearing hand-me-downs
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And playing games meant kick arounds
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And footballers still had long hair and dirt across their
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face

[Chorus]
Oh,
  E                F#m7            A            E
I wish I was a punk    rocker with flowers in my hair
   E         F#m7  A                    Bsus4
In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air
      E            F#m7       C#m                    A
I was born too late    into a world that doesn't care
Oh,
 E            F#m7            A           B      E
I wish I was a    punk rocker with flowers in my hair
      E            F#m7       C#m                    A
I was born too late    into a world that doesn't care
Oh,
  E                F#m7            A       B     E
I wish I was a punk    rocker with flowers in my hair