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    Manic Street Preachers Prologue To History текст песни

    Prologue To History

    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



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