Control - Alphaville

Pretty baby, don’t you know, times they are a changin'

Every little moment we grow up we lose control

Life’s a loaded gun with no directions and it keeps you on the run

It has no mercy

Mum and daddy went to war

Never coming back no more

Did you ever think they’d make you whole again

Maybe someone dropped a bomb

Just right into the middle of your soul

They’re in control

You got to get out of control again

You got to get out of control again

No more control again

You’re getting whole again

Ain’t no control again

You got to get out of control

20th century honey bee, what you’re doing is what you’ll be

Life’s no dress rehearsal when you bring the honey in

Everything seems wrong to thee, nurtured from the poison of reality

That has no mercy

All your friends went for the thrill, now it’s yours to grab the kill

Did you ever think you’re getting whole again

Maybe someone send a priest with some religion cooking in a bowl

They’re in control

You got to get out of control again

You got to get out of control again

No more control again

You’re getting whole again

Ain’t no control again

You got to get out of control

What’s the fucking thing about control

Did you think you’d ever getting whole

Just as long as there is no control

They have no control of you at all

You got to get out of control again

You got to get out of control again

No more control again

You’re getting whole again

Ain’t no control again

You got to get out of control