History

Went to the museum this morning

To see if anybody was there

On the way I met a clockwork soldier

Who stopped me as I walked up the stairs

I said can you show me the way

To our national history museum

I've got so many questions

To ask all the people, about our history

He said Son you must be crazy

You better get out of here

This is establishment territory

The likes of us should never go near

I said please won't you let me see

Inside your mausoleum

I've got so many questions to ask all the people

About our history

Alright, alright

Alright, alright, alright

Alright, alright

Alright, alright, alright

I walked past the dummies in armour

Past the statues and the heraldry

I walked past the maps and the manuscripts

Into antiquity

And then I saw King Arthur

He was waving his sword at me

Shouting hey son come see, join our party

See some history

Then a sight lay before me

I could hardly believe my eyes

Lord Nelson, Queen Victoria, King Henry and Thomas Moore

Were dancing around on the floor

I hope I get some of the answers

To all of my inquiries

And I hope I find out who's responsible

For all of our history

Richard III stood laughing

While King Canute sat drying his feet

And Cromwell shook hands with Boadicea

While Dr. Johnson and Queen Bess danced cheek to cheek

Newton sat writing a poem

And Shakespeare sat writing a play

I tried to have look to see what he wrote in his book

But he just turned his back and walked away

I didn't get any answers

And it's still a mystery

What became of all of the people

That vanished in history

Alright, alright

Alright, alright, alright

Alright, alright

Alright, alright, alright

History

And it keeps on calling me

Through the cobwebs and catacombs

and dusty old tombs

Surrounding our history

History

History