Prologue to History - Manic Street Preachers

Were we the Kinnock factor

Am I talking private sector

Do I think I'm Shaun William Ryder

Or my former friend whose now undercover

He's gone and 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 want to be

A prologue to history

A prologue to histor...

So I water my plants with Evian

A brand new Dyson that is decadent

Read my papers and the business section

Checkout the tessas and the pensions

Call my friends and 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 want to be

A prologue to history

A prologue to histor...

Remember ethnic cleansing in the highlands

No one says a thing in the middle of En-ger-land

I'm bruised fruit but still taste so nice

But if you look at me you 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 want to be

A prologue to history

A prologue to history

A prologue to history

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