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Monday morning
Eighteen years of dawning
I said how long
I say 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
Oooh 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’ve got sprit
I’ve got soul
I’ve got some big ideas
I’m out of control
Oooh 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
Mmm oh oh
Out of control, out of control
Yeah yeah yeah
I’ve got sprit
I’ve got soul
I’ve got some big ideas
I’m out of control
Oooh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Out of control
Out of control
I fought fate
There’s blood on 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
Hey, we go spirit, we got soul
My brothers and I are out of control
Oooh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Out of control, out of control
Out of control