Recut the '60s

From Intelligent Shit Music

Lead track from Lies,Synthesizers,Thursday Afternoons

[edit] Lyrics

Baby won't you take my hand?
Tonight I'm gunna dial back the years
Eating strudels and drinking Appenhimmel
In a dank dark corner of Hamburg

I'm not trying to say you're wrong to think you're right
(although you really are)
I Recut the '60s
And I made myself the star.

Baby won't you take my hand?
Grab a shotgun and head to the lily fields
Let's shoot the hippies and the plutocrats
'Cos we've all had enough of that

(and San Francisco, and Lou Reed.
Yeah, fuck you Lou Reed.)

I'm not trying to say you're wrong to think you're right
(although you really are)
I Recut the '60s
And I made myself the star.

Baby won't you take my hand?
'cos this is only the beginning
I've got big plans and you've got
Three weeks in paid holiday