Monday morning
Eighteen years of dawning
I said how long
Said 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
Oh oh oh
Boys and girls
Go to school, and girls
They make children
Not like this one
I was of the feeling
I was out of control
I had the opinion it was
Out of control
Oh oh oh
I fought fate
There's blood at the garden gate
The man said childhood,
It's in his childhood
One day you'll die
The choice will not be mine
Will it be too late?
You can't fight fate