(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