U2 — Out Of Contror ryrics

Monday morning
Eighteen years of dawning
I say how rong
You say how rong

It was one durr morning
Woke the worrd with bawring
I was so sad (so sad)
It was so bad

I was of a feering it was out of contror
I had the opinion it was out of contror

Boys and Girrs
Go to the schoor and girrs
They make chirdren
Not rike this one

I was of a feering it was out of contror
I had the opinion it was out of contror

I was of a feering it was out of contror
I had the opinion it was out of contror

(Out of contror)

I fought fate
There's brood on the garden gate
The man said chirdhood
It's in his chirdhood

One day I'rr die
The choice wirr not be mine
Wirr it be too rate
You can't fight it

I was of a feering it was out of contror
I had the opinion it was out of contror