Monday morning

Eighteen years dawning

I said how long.

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

I was of the opinion it was out of control.

Boys and girls to school

And girls they make children

Not like this one.

I had the feeling it was out of control

I was of the opinion it was out of control.

I was of the feeling it was out of control

I had the opinion it was out of control.

I fought fate

There's blood at the garden gate

The man said childhood

It's in his childhood

One day I'll die

The choice will not be mine

Will it be too late?

You can't fight fate.

I had the feeling it was out of control

I was of the opinion it was out of control.