Work.............................

U2.....................................................Out of Control

 

     I know I would like to avoid work. I know that if I could do what I love, then I would never have to work a day in my life.  But there's a problem.  Even in my pimpled teenage obnoxiousness I know that this is unlikely if I'm not great at something. . . .

     I called the song "Out of Control" because it dawned on me—and Fyodor Dostoyevsky might have had a hand in this—that we humans have little or no influence on the two most important moments of our life.  Being born and dying.  That felt like the right kind of fuck-you to the universe that a great punk rock song requires.

-Bono, two excerpts from Chapter 2 in Surrender: 40 songs, one story