Sandi Thom
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Say something about these lyrics, if you want:
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 the head of state didn’t play guitar,
Not everybody drove a car,
When music really mattered and 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
When popstars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss
And when God Save the Queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
When my mom and dad were in their teen
and anarchy was still a dream
and the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail
Chorus
When record shops were on top
and vinyl was all that they stocked
and the super ********* 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
Chorus
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
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 the head of state didn’t play guitar,
Not everybody drove a car,
When music really mattered and 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
When popstars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss
And when God Save the Queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
When my mom and dad were in their teen
and anarchy was still a dream
and the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail
Chorus
When record shops were on top
and vinyl was all that they stocked
and the super ********* 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
Chorus
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
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Date: 2006-05-22 11:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 11:27 am (UTC)I would only accept such a point of view if it was propagated by Ashlee Simpson.
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Date: 2006-05-22 11:29 am (UTC)Apparently the line goes "info highway".
The straw I would grasp at - without hearing the rcd - is that the running together of 77 and 69 is a deliberate nod to the undifferentiating nature of nostalgia and suggests the impossibility of this particular dream.
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Date: 2006-05-22 11:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 11:34 am (UTC)Me says....
Date: 2006-05-22 11:33 am (UTC)(I have little patience for views of the Olden Days being either a Glorious and Better Time When People Had Values etc, or an All The Poor People Who Lived In The Olden Days How Rub Their Lives Were.)
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Date: 2006-05-22 11:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 11:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 11:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 11:38 am (UTC)Not having to hear Eurobosh played by that cvnt downstair
s"
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Date: 2006-05-22 11:47 am (UTC)About Paula Abdul's dance routines and Bonnie Tyler's hair
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Date: 2006-05-22 11:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 11:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 11:46 am (UTC)This is the worst bit. *I'M* TOO OLD TO LISTEN TO THIS SONG! And I'm sodding YOUNG!
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Date: 2006-05-22 11:56 am (UTC)As a politics student and card-carrying "young person," I object to it a) because it's a load of toss, since clearly everything was not peaceful and fluffy and there was, y'know, nuclear brinkmanship going on and b) for the same reason
Unless, of course, this is all a backlash against that whole nu-metal 'hate your olds' movement of a few years ago and it's now all 'envy and covet your olds' lives.'
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Date: 2006-05-22 12:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 12:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 12:06 pm (UTC)More generational guilt, from the early 70s
Date: 2006-05-22 12:07 pm (UTC)while others shout of war's disaster.
Oh, we won't give in,
let's go living in the past.
Once I used to join in
every boy and girl was my friend.
Now there's revolution, but they don't know
what they're fighting.
Let us close out eyes;
outside their lives go on much faster.
Oh, we won't give in,
we'll keep living in the past.
One might also throw in The Beatles' "Revolution" at this point.
Re: More generational guilt, from the early 70s
Date: 2006-05-22 12:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 12:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 12:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 12:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 12:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 12:27 pm (UTC)I am hearing this song as being
sungperformed by Dead Blonde Girlfriend, and I approve thoroughly.no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 02:37 pm (UTC)