: Caught in the gridlock nose to tail across all lanes Smog nearly chocking me as the car horns go insane Patiently waiting to get their old jobs backs
: Chorus 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 and to a world that doesn
: Some things are meant to be the way their gonna be you can't stop time or change history sometimes all you saw were the things you wanted to see if
: Walter the war hero he's there from opening till time, time, time there's mary the house wife whose slumped at the bar drinking wine, wine, wine they
: Roller skates and bumblebees holding hands and grazing knees dressing up and falling down paul and mike are coming round being good to stay up late
: A simple scent of summer stole my heart for the last dance the smell of two-stroke petrol from a moterbike we used to have those playing fields of
: Some of us are reaching for stardust some of us are digging for gold but it won't mean a lot on a mountaintop when the wind reaches out for your soul
: [Chorus] 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 doesn't
: Sometimes I see her down by the river The water dances on her skin She can captivate to hit the ice But she never lets you in In the dark she lingers
: I'm just skimming stones against the lake while my dreams pass me by i've never known what to make of life but i guess i'm willing to try sometimes
: Take me on a journey & be there till the end It wont be an uphill struggle, on you I can depend You'll promise me a dream home with roses round the
: When the twilight fades away, Stars light up a secret place. Here in the silence all the night, Wither of hope runs through the night. There's a clock
When the twilight fades away, Stars light up a secret place. Here in the silence all the night, Wither of hope runs through the night. There's a clock
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,
For every lovers kiss For every child that laughs And every moment missed For every dream I've cast And every flower that blooms It keeps reminding me
I used to see a ballerina staring back at me A beauty queen a singing star was all I longed to be I'd dress up in my mother's clothes and dance the days
I wake up to the dawn I'm a stranger in my bed With one eye on the circle sun I raise my weary head I pick up my bags and bones and take one square step
Born to entertain us back in 1925 So beautiful and strong enough to bring their dreams alive Always thought it would last forever And be the greatest
