(s macdonald)

History repeats itself ad infinitum

If the plans come off the shelf he hopes he was invited

And the world's hard on the kid

For something he never did

And the weight is square on his shoulder

And for trying he's only getting older

But the priest is the least of his problem



History repeats again ad infinitum

If you should be caught my friend the wrong cannot be righted

As the night falls he tries to be brave

It's his future he's trying to save

Once again he says it doesn't matter

As the coach calls up another batter

But his leash is the least of his problem