Letra de Presents (Come of Age)

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 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