Monday morning
Eighteen years of 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 was of the feeling it was out of control
I had the opinion it was out of control

Boys and girls
Go to school
And girls they make children
Not like this one

I was of feeling it was out of control
I had 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 was of the feeling it was out of control
I had the opinion it was out of control