Wednesday, June 28, 2006

My thoughts precisely...

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

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 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 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 popstars still remained a myth,
And ignorance could still be bliss,
And when God Save 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.

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 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 who 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.

3 comments:

lagitti said...

NO PUEDE SER!!!!! Precisamente esta mañana escuché esa canción por primera vez y sentí lo mismo. Lo mismo que he repetido tantas veces en mi vida, lo de los medios, este mundo que no cree en nada, el dinero que lo controla todo, las "estrellas" que lo son sólo porque sí, las cartas (aunque adoro el msn).... no me dio ni tiempo buscar quién es esa jeva para aprenderme la letra, cuando la encontré aquí. Gracias!

Bracuta said...

"Un servicio a la comunidad de su blogger amiga, Bracuta"
Ji ji ji!
La escuché anoche en la radio (es el estreno de la semana en la X 102) y desde que llegué a casa la busqué...
Definitivamente esta canción se va a convertir en una "lámina"!
Te la comiste Annina!

Y.O. said...

Hey, cuando la escuché el lunes, sentí lo mismo... sera generacional este asunto?