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
Built of concrete, built of glass

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