They said release 'Remote Control'
But we didn't want it on the label
They said, "Fly to Amsterdam"
The people laughed but the press went mad

Ooh ooh ooh someone's really smart
Ooh ooh [bad word] control, yeah that's a laugh

On the last tour my mates couldn't get in
I'd open up the back door but they'd [bad word] out again
At every hotel we was met by the Law [bad word] for the party [bad word] to make sure!

Ooh ooh ooh have we done something wrong?
Ooh ooh [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] we must find 
Freedom is control
Total
C-o-n control - that means you!