U2: Three
 
 
Lado 1
1. Out of Control
 
Lado 2
2. Stories for Boys
3. Boy / Girl
 
 
 
 
 
 

 Out of Control
 
 
 
     Monday morning
     Eighteen years of dawning
     I say how long
     You say how long

     It was one dull morning
     Woke the world with bawling
     I was so sad (so sad)
     It was so bad

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

     Boys and Girls
     Go to the 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

     (Out of control)

     I fought fate
     There's blood on 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 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
     And I am far away
     There's a TV show
     And I can grow

     Sometimes the hero takes me
     Sometimes I don't let go
     Hello hello

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

     Sometimes the lady takes me
     Sometimes I don't let go
     Hello hello

     Stories for boys... stories for boys
     Stories for boys... stories for boys
     Stories for boys...

     There's a place I go
     And it's a part of me
     There's a radio
     And I will crawl

     Sometimes the hero takes me
     Sometimes I can't let go
     Hello hello

     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 all 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
     The skinheads call it 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