.and the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail
oktober 21, 2011 on 10:20 am | In ge | 8 CommentsOh 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 saved the queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
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 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 arounds
and footballers still 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
^^ Aangezien m’n mail toch stuk is, maar een logje waar weinig tot geen reacties op komen. Joetjoebje! En oh ja, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair. ^^ De mensen die me IRL kennen, wisten dat al. Toch? You guys?
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Ik was een braaf meisje met poloshirtjes, geruite broeken en pennyloafers… zucht…
Tot ik manlief ontmoette die mijn lievelingskleertjes helemaal niet zo leuk vond… slik…. haha zo zie je maar, alles komt goed 🙂
Comment door Inge — 21/10/2011 #
@inge, ik weet niet eens wat pennyloafers zijn hahaha ken wel pennylovers hahahahaha #lionelrichie ^^
en ik was een eh, meisje met binnenstebuitenlilarokken.
ging nergens over.
^^
Comment door de mama — 21/10/2011 #
I was. I did. And proud of it.
Deze versie vind ik minder…
klinkt te poppy om werkelijk een punkrocker met bloemen in het haar te willen zijn. Ik wil zoiets voelen, zien en beleven.
Comment door Erwin Troost — 21/10/2011 #
rokjes droeg ik ook. #burberry 🙂
Comment door Inge — 21/10/2011 #
What’s stopping you?:-)
Comment door Trui — 21/10/2011 #
@erwin, want punkrockers met bloemen in het haar kunnen niet poppy klinken? en als je een nonconformist wilt zijn, just do as we do ^^
@inge, jij bent gewoon een rasechte kakker. heb je nie nog steeds zo’n sjaaltje ook? die moeten we totally ritueel verbranden zondag hahahahahahahaha X
@trui, weinig tot geen. ^^
Comment door de mama — 21/10/2011 #
Ik neem die sjaal gewoon niet mee zondag 🙂
Comment door Inge — 21/10/2011 #
@ingem flauw zeg. ^^
Comment door de mama — 21/10/2011 #