Monday morning, eighteen years of dawning
I say how long, I say how long
It was one dull morning
Woke the world with bawling
I was so sad
They were so glad

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

Boys and girls they go to school and girls
They make children, not like this one

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

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

I'm out of control, I'm out of control

I fought fate
There's blood on the garden gate
The man say childhood
It's in his childhood

Some day I'll die
The choice will not be mine
Will it be too late
You can't fight it

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

STORIES FOR BOYS

There's a place I go
it takes me far away
There's a T.V. show
where I can go

Sometimes when a hero takes me
Sometimes I don't wanna know
Oh, oh, oh

There's a picture book
With coloured photographs
There's a comic strip
That makes me laugh

Sometimes away he takes me
Sometimes I don't let go

Stories for boys
Stories for boys
Stories for boys
Stories for boys
Stories for boys

There's a place I go
it takes me far away
There's a T.V. show
where I can go

Sometimes a hero takes me
Sometimes I don't let go

Stories for boys
Stories for boys
Stories for boys
Stories for boys
Stories for boys
Stories for boys
Stories for boys
Stories for boys
Stories for boys

BOY-GIRL

Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy meets a girl
Boy-girl

Finding out
I'm finding out the things
That I've been talking about
I'm finding out the things
That I've been missing out
Finding all the things
I lose my mind
Sometimes fall behind

You and I we live on the big ship
And time goes by
You make up and I believe a lady's lie
Your skin is coloured strawberries and cream
Sometimes I scream

Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy meets a girl
Boy-girl

We go out
A picture or a disco or a roundabout
I walk you home, I hold you there
You're giving out
I open doors so I can shut your face
Know your place

Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy meets a girl
Boy-girl

You can take me in your hand
Stand back, leave me, come in

Up and down and all around
You will sideways to the ground

Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy meets a girl…..