Some Velvet Morning Control
I know you don't believe him
What he says or where he goes
You say you think of leaving
But you don't and I don't understand
Why you stay, could someone explain
Ooh, how it's all about control
Ooh, what you see or what you're told
Ooh, yes the key is he who holds
Ooh, control
The story needs containing
A policy of need to know
It's the one way to remain king
And not go the way of the guillotine
Become history like Louis XVI
Ooh, yes it's all about control
Ooh, what gets seen or what gets told
Ooh, yes the key is he who holds
Ooh, control
You say you think of leaving, so let go
Why you stay could someone explain
Ooh, how it's all about control
Ooh, what gets seen or what gets told
Ooh, yes the key is he who holds
Ooh, control