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These are short parody lyrics set to the lyrics of songs by Sandi Thom.
Sandi Thom
Sandi Thom's, "I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker "
Better Lyrics:
I wish I was a carpenter with nails in my head.
Original Lyrics:
I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair.
Submitted by: Jack
Sandi Thom's, "I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker"
Better Lyrics:
I wish I was a cow farmer with cow dung in my hair.
In Devon, Cornwall and Somerset fertiliser is everywhere.
I was born to lead my cows down to the market.
Oh, I wish i was a cow farmer with cow dung in my hair.
Where the herd of sheep don't 'baa' so loud.
The tractors don't make a sound.
Where the grass really matters and the farmer is a lord.
Where the dandelions don't take control.
And the sun is as bright as a happy soul.
Where the bulls are as scary as a maniac with a sword.
I wish I was a cow farmer with cow dung in my hair.
In Devon, Cornwall and Somerset fertiliser is everywhere.
I was born to lead my cows down to the market.
Oh, I wish I was a cow farmer with cow dung in my hair.
Where the ducks and chickens fly like a bird.
Where the cows and sheep run in a herd.
When the dog saved the goat, he turned a whiter shade of pale.
Where I can always plant my seed.
Where the dogs would always follow my lead.
Where the produce in the orchard makes some cider and some ale.
In Devon, Cornwall and Somerset fertiliser is everywhere.
I was born to lead my cows down to the market.
Oh, I wish i was a cow farmer with cow dung in my hair.
Where the herd of sheep don't 'baa' so loud.
The tractors don't make a sound.
Where the grass really matters and the farmer is a lord.
Where the dandelions don't take control.
And the sun is as bright as a happy soul.
Where the bulls are as scary as a maniac with a sword.
I wish I was a cow farmer with cow dung in my hair.
In Devon, Cornwall and Somerset fertiliser is everywhere.
I was born to lead my cows down to the market.
Oh, I wish I was a cow farmer with cow dung in my hair.
Where the ducks and chickens fly like a bird.
Where the cows and sheep run in a herd.
When the dog saved the goat, he turned a whiter shade of pale.
Where I can always plant my seed.
Where the dogs would always follow my lead.
Where the produce in the orchard makes some cider and some ale.
Original Lyrics:
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 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, into 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 god save the queen, she turned a whiter shade of pale.
My mum 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.
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 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, into 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 god save the queen, she turned a whiter shade of pale.
My mum 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.
Submitted by: white wolfos (Emily)
Sandi Thom's, "Oh I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker "
Better Lyrics:
Oh I wish I was a prawn cracker with fried rice in my hair.
In 77 and 69 the smell of curry was in the air
I was born to be ate, into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a prawn cracker with fried rice in my hair
In 77 and 69 the smell of curry was in the air
I was born to be ate, into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a prawn cracker with fried rice in my hair
Original Lyrics:
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.
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.
Submitted by: St Whatsername Of Suburbia
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