(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