MANIC STREET PREACHERS - Prologue to History lyrics

rate me

Were we the Kinnock factor

Am I talking private sector

Do I think I'm Shaun William Ryder

Or my former friend who's now undercover

He's gone, I'm no deserter

Perhaps I'm hard, all the same

Today a poet who can't play guitar

Tomorrow Steve Ovett has injured his calf

Next year the world's greatest politician

Yesterday the boy who once had a mission

I don't wanna be a prologue to history

A prologue to histo...

So I water my plants with Evian

A brand new Dyson, that is decadent

Read the papers and the business section

Check out the tessas and the pensions

Call my friends, they're alright

So I pray for the safety of the night

Today a poet who can't play guitar

Tomorrow Steve Ovett has injured his calf

Next year the world's greatest politician

Yesterday the boy who once had a mission

I don't wanna be a prologue to history

A prologue to histo...

Remember ethnic cleansing in the Highlands

No one says a thing in the middle of England

I'm bruised fruit but still taste so nice

So if you look at me, you'd better look twice

I'm talking rubbish to cover up the cracks

An empty vessel who can't make contact

Today a poet who can't play guitar

Tomorrow Phil Bennett's playing outside half

Next year the world's greatest politician

Yesterday the boy who once had a mission

I don't wanna be a prologue to history

A prologue to history