Song Lyrics

I want to thank Phillip Lynott for letting us open the show We’re a band from the north side of Dublin We’re called U2, this is our first single We hope you like it

Monday morning Eighteen years of dawning I say how long / How long Say how long / How long

Was one dull morning Woke the world with bawling I was so sad / So sad They were so glad

Show my soul, getting out my soul I’ve got big ideas I’m out of control

Boys and girls Go to the school, and girls They make children Not like this one

Show myself, yeah let go of my soul I’ve got big ideas I’m out of control

On the bass, from Malahide, Adam Clayton On the drums, from the Artane Boys Band, Larry Mullen Junior And this is Edge, I don’t know where we got him

Sure now say it, out of control Big ideas I’m out of control

Oh, my my Oh now, my oh my There’s some big ideas Father, I need a lend of 500 pounds Because, we’re gonna go over to London And we’re gonna score outselves a record deal And when we get our record deal we’re not gonna stay in London We’re not gonna go to New York City We’re gonna stay and base our crew in Dublin Cause these people, this is our tribe But I still need a lend of 500 pounds… what do you say? My old man, 500 pounds I want to thank my old man for that 500 pounds I want to thank Larry Mullen’s father for 500 pounds The Edge’s mother and father for 500 pounds Adam Clayton’s family for 500 pounds And by now you’ve probably all given us about 500 pounds each too So thank you I’m out of control I’m out of control I’m out of control I’m out of control

I fought fate There’s blood at the garden gate The man said childhood It’s in your childhood

One day I’ll die The choice will not be mine Will it be too late You can’t fight fate

Show my mama that I got soul Got big ideas I’m out of control