The Six Fingered Hand

歌詞

I remember when I was a kid, the past century seemed special All the decades were lined up just like a set of coloured pencils The fifties, the sixties, the seventies Oh, they all looked so exotic I was certain the years yet to come would be just as iconic Now they've been and gone What the hell went wrong? Where were all the amazing designs? Fashion and movements and signs of the times? Looking at pictures of 2001 makes it feel like we got nothing done We're all afraid, dried up and useless The six fingered hand crushes our throats If you kidnapped a man from the nineties and brough him back to the present day He'd probably die from the sheer disappointment 'cause everything looks exactly the same Braindead! Wasted! I always dreamt of a musical happening, like the punk bands, two tone, one of these The only movement that I got caught up in was from CDs to MP3s What a rip-off Did we all have our ambition scared out of us, or is it just that If all the stars are competition winners with fake tans and sob stories, why bother building rockets? We didn't even try They had The Beatles, we had 'the Coldplay sound' They had the Pythons, we had The IT Crowd Burnt out and all for jack I want my twenties back Let down, beat up, caved in I want my twenties back Six fat fingers grip at my neck and make my heart beat slower