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.