Monday morning, eighteen years are dawning
I say how long, you say how long
It was one dull morning
I woke the world with bawling
I was so sad, it was so bad
I had a feeling it was out of control
I had the opinion it was out of control
Boys and girls go to school, and girls
They make children, not like this one
I had a feeling it was out of control
I had the opinion it was out of control
I had a feeling it was out of control
I had the opinion it was out of control
Out of control
Out of control
I fought fate, there`s blood on the garden gate
The man said childhood, it`s in his childhood
And one day I`ll die
The choice will not be mine
Will it be too late?
You can`t fight it
I had a feeling it was out of control
I had the opinion it was out of control