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Monday morning
Eighteen years of dawning
I said, "How long?"
I said, "How long?"

It was one dull morning
I woke the world with bawling
I was so sad
They were so glad

I had the feeling it was out of control
Was of the opinion it was out of control

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Boys and girls
They go to school
And girls can make children
Well, not like this one

I got spirit, I've got soul
I got some big ideas, I'm out of control

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Out of control
Out of control
Out of control
Out of control
Out of control
Out of control (Oh)
Out of control
Out of control (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I got spirit, I've got soul
I got some big ideas, I'm out of control

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Out of control
Out of control

I fought fate
There's blood at the garden gate
The woman said childhood
It's in his childhood

Some day I'll die
The choice will not be mine
It's never too late
You can always fight fate

Ayy, we got spirit, we got soul
My brothers and I are out of control

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Out of control
Out of control
Out of control

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