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