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.