Prologue To History — текст песни (Manic Street Preachers)

Were we theKinnock 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