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Pretty baby, don't you know, times they are a changin'Every little moment we grow up we lose controlLife's a loaded gun with no directionsAnd it keeps you on the run, it has no mercyMum and daddy went to war, never coming back no moreDid you ever think they'd make you whole againMaybe someone dropped a bombJust right into the middle of your soul-they're in controlYou got to get out of control again - no more control againYou're getting whole again - ain't no control againYou got to get out of control20th century honey bee, what you're doing is what you'll be Life's no dress rehearsal when you bring the honey inEverything seems wrong to theeNurtured from the poison of reality that has no mercyAll your friends went for the thrill, now it's yours to grab the killDid you ever think you're getting whole againMaybe someone send a priest with some religion cooking in a bowlThey're in controlYou got to get out of control again...What's the fucking thing about control, did you think you'd ever gettingwholeJust as long as there is no control, they have no control of you at all