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[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 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

[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 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
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

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

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

[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 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

Pagan! Pagan! (chant)

It s a hit hit can ya take a hit?
On your belly up, suffer me this.
Like a shot down, knock down,
On your back down take a hit?
Suffer me this.

Ya get up down, can ya...

I feel alive
now that there s you
my heart beats wild
do you sense it too
the thirst and sadness disappear
I m half in joy and half in fear

I dream of you
while I m asleep
my smile...

Ulice tego słuchają
x 7

Ulica tego chce, ulica tego pragnie
PTP, SLU zjednoczeni w prawdzie
x 2

Na ulicy zawodnicy, którzy rap robią
ja robię to z głową żeby bujało tobą
rządzi brudne słowo i trzęsą miastem bity
słuchają tego ludzie na każdej dzielnicy
PTP, SLU jedna prawda co ich łączy
to rap dla ulicy, który nigdy się nie...

Verse 1 *(Nik Nack)*

Nik Nack is in the house for the four,
my niggaz locked up, left a kilo.... it s good as sold,
stole,
gumbo pot creamery,
rise to the top,
my limo even slide through on the late night for...

Aeroplan znów porwano
Nowy przemysł, nowy chaos
W kosmos sondy wysyłamy
A w Afryce ciągle głód

W telewizji spiker miękkim głosem
Doniósł, że na wyspach wojna trwa
Z dziesiątego pietra ktoś wyskoczył
A na drogach gęsta mgła

Sto tysięcy, może...