HISTORY
(Keer, Gates, Turner, Washam)
We all talk about world peace
But then war comes again
Dr. King and the Kennedy’s
Murder takes another friend
Korea, ‘Nam, El Salvador
The name is never the same
Laser guns and germ warfare
New toys but the same old game
History repeats itself
And people are starving everyday
The poor and sick are going uncured
While Mr. Big’s huge bank account
Lets him rest so assured
The 1920s and the 1950s
No one was singin’ the blues
Depression came and took it away
You’re always paying dues
History repeats itself
And punk rock’s not so far removed
From Little Richard or the early Stones
Look around and see how much
And just how little we’ve grown
Sometimes the scene’s so very good
Sometimes there’s nothing to do
The past’s a circle going round and round
The future’s up to you