Let's all go back in my time machine
My window to the world, it's hit and myth
Back to old age, swinging Sixties
Swinging from a tree
When I was a child I thought I was a man
I was right
All I needed was a little bit of experience
All I needed was a window
All I needed was a window to the world
So much for nothing
I've got a window to the world
In my house
Made in the Sixties
Built of concrete, built of gla**
Not built by computer
Built by an idiot
Built by an idiot, yeah, yeah
So much for nothing
When I grow up I'm gonna buy myself a great big bomb
I'm gonna buy a bomb big enough, I'm blow up the future
Then everybody can be happy, everybody will be happy
Happy, happy, happy, happy
Happy, happy, happy, happy
So much for nothing