Caught in a gridlock, nose to tail across all lanes. Smog nearly chocking me as the car horns go insane. 'Cause they're patiently waiting to get their old jobs backs.
You'll take me on a journey. And be there till the end. It won't be an uphill struggle. On you I can depend. . You promised me a dream home. With roses 'round the door.
Some of us are reaching for stardust. And some of us are digging for gold. But it won't mean a lot on a mountain top. When the wind reaches out for your soul.
A simple scent of summer. Stole my heart for the last dance. The smell of two-stroke petrol. From a motorbike we used to have. . Those playing fields of cut grass.
Some things are meant to be the way they're gonna be. 'Cos you can't stop time or change history. Sometimes all you saw were the things you wanted to see.
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.
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.
Walter, the war hero. He's there from opening till time, time, time. And there's Mary the housewife. Who's slumped at the bar drinkin' wine, wine, wine.