Sandi Thom lyrics - I Wish I Was a Punk Rocker lyrics

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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, into a world that doesnt care

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

(Oh! Quem me dera ser uma Punk Rocker com flores no cabelo

Em 77 e 69 a revolução estava aí

Nasci demasiado tarde, num mundo que pouco se importa

Oh! Quem me dera ser uma Punk Rocker com flores no cabelo)

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

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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

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

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When record shops were still 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 around

And footballers still had long hair and dirt across their face

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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

Tradução (minha)

Refrão: Oh! Quem me dera ser uma Punk Rocker com flores no cabelo

Em 77 e 69 a revolução estava aí

Nasci demasiado tarde, num mundo que pouco se importa

Oh! Quem me dera ser uma Punk Rocker com flores no cabelo!

Quando o presidente não tocavam guitarra,

e nem toda a gente conduzia um carro,

quando a música importava e a rádio era rainha,

quando os contabilistas não tinham o controlo

e a media não podia comprar a tua alma

e os computadores ainda eram assustadores e não sabiamos tudo

Refrão

Quando as pop-stars permaneciam um mito

e ignorância podia ser felicidade

e quando Deus salvou a raínha e ela ficou pálida

quando os meus pais eram adolescente

e a anarquia era apenas um sonho

e a única forma de contacto era uma carta no correio

Refrão

Quando as lojas de música ainda estavam no topo

e o vinil era tudo que tinham em stock

e a super auto-estrada de informação ainda estava longe, no espaço

as crianças vestiam roupas usadas

e brincar significava andar por aí 

e os futebolistas ainda tinham cabelos longos e a cara suja

Refrão

Nasci tarde de mais, num mundo que não se importa!

Oh! Quem me dera ser uma Punk Rocker com flores no cabelo!