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