History - Big Boys

And we all talk about world peace but then war comes again

Dr. King and the Kennedys, 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

History repeats itself

History repeats itself

History repeats itself

And people are starving everyday, the sick are going uncured

While Mr. Big’s huge bank account lets him rest self-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

History repeats itself

History repeats itself

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

History the future’s up to you

History the future’s up to you

History the future’s up to you

History the future’s up to you

History the future’s up to you

History the future’s up to you

History the future’s up to you

History the future’s up to you