Barbara Dickson - Making History lyrics

A man stands on the corner, stares into the sky Just another Saturday drifting by A newspaper lies on the ground at his feet Making history Meanwhile in the bar room they stare into their beer Shooting pool, recruiting fools, they don't hear The men? the box on the wall Making history Just another Saturday with nothing going on Doesn't really matter they go on and on and on They're all making war or they're making amends Imagine the enemies trading in friends, making history Outside in a backstreet they've opened up the car Quick as fire they cut the wires, they don't hear The voice on the radio warning again Making history Just another Saturday with nothing going on Doesn't really matter they go on and on and on They're all making war or they're making amends Imagine the enemies trading in friends, making history Disagree you find yourself Alone upon a higher shelf Looking down upon a world That hangs there in the dark Disappear, you know you can Who cares about the other man? They're all making war or they're making amends Imagine the enemies trading in friends Making history (history) Making history (history) Meanwhile on the underground it's worse above the track Nothing lasts, forget the past, don't look back Do we have a destiny or are we just Making history Just another Saturday with nothing going on Doesn't really matter they go on and on and on They're all making war or they're making amends Imagine the enemies trading in friends, making history Making history (History) Making history (History) Making history (History) Making history (History)