歌词
Let’s all go back in my time machineMy window to the world, it’s hit and mythBack to old age, swinging SixtiesSwinging from a treeWhen I was a child I thought I was a manI was rightAll I needed was a little bit of experienceAll I needed was a windowAll I needed was a window to the worldSo much for nothingI’ve got a window to the worldIn my houseMade in the SixtiesBuilt of concrete, built of glassNot built by computerBuilt by an idiotBuilt by an idiot, yeah, yeahSo much for nothingWhen I grow up I’m gonna buy myself a great big bombI’m gonna buy a bomb big enough, I’m blow up the futureThen everybody can be happy, everybody will be happyHappy, happy, happy, happyHappy, happy, happy, happySo much for nothing