Out Of Control
Monday morningEighteen years of dawningI said how longSay how long
It was one dull morningI woke the world with bawlingI was so sadThey were so glad
I was of a feeling it was out of controlI had the opinion it was out of control
Boys and girls go to schoolAnd girls they make childrenNot like this one
I was of a feeling it was out of controlI had the opinion it was out of control
I fought fateThere's blood at the garden gateThe man said childhoodIt's in his childhood
One day I'll dieThe choice will not be mineWill it be too lateYou can't fight fate
I was of a feeling it was out of controlI had the opinion it was out of control