On the last tour my mates couldn't get in I'd open up the back door but they'd get run out again At every hotel we was met by the Law Come for the party - come to make sure!
Ooh ooh ooh have we done something wrong? Ooh ooh ooh complete control, even over this song
You're my guitar hero
They said we'd be artistically free When we signed that bit of paper They meant we'll make a lotsa mon-ee An' worry about it later
Ooh ooh ooh I'll never understand Ooh ooh ooh complete control - lemme see your other hand!
I don't judge you. So, why do you judge me? Huh?
All over the news spread fast They're dirty, they're filthy They ain't gonna last!
This is Joe public speakin' I'm controlled in the body, controlled in the mind This is punk rockers, we're controlled by the price of the hard drugs we must find Freedom is control Total C-o-n control - that means you!