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
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
. . Take me down, little Susie, take me down. I know you think you're the queen of the underground. And you can send me dead flowers every morning. Send me dead flowers by the mail. Send me dead flowers
remembered I. I can buy myself flowers. Write my name in the sand. Talk to myself for hours. Say things you don't understand. I can take myself dancing. And I can hold my own hand. Yeah I can love me better
Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing?. Where have all the flowers gone, long time ago?. Where have all the flowers gone?. Young girls have picked them everyone. Oh, when will they
Please don't tell me I can't make it. It aint gonna do me any good. And please don't offer me your modern method. I'm fixin' to carve this out of wood From Nogales to Magdalena. There are 60 miles