Growin' Up

Well I stood stone-like at midnight

Suspended in my masquerade

And I combed my hair 'til it was just right

And commanded the night brigade

I was open to pain

And crossed by the rain

And I walked on a crooked crutch

I strolled all alone

Through a fallout zone

Came out with my soul untouched

I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd

When they said, "Sit down," I stood up

Ooh-ooh, growin' up

And the flag of piracy flew from my mast

My sails were set wing to wing

I had a jukebox graduate for first mate

She couldn't sail but she sure could sing

And I pushed B-52

And bombed 'em with the blues

With my gear set stubborn on standing

I broke all the rules

Strafed my old high school

Never once gave thought to landing

I hid in the clouded warmth of the crowd

But when they said, "Come down," I threw up

Ooh-ooh, growin' up

I took month long vacations in the stratosphere

And you know it's really hard to hold your breath

Swear I lost everything I ever loved or feared

I was a cosmic kid in full costume dress

Well, my feet they finally took root in the earth

But I got me a nice little place in the stars

And I swear I found the key to the universe

In the engine of an old parked car

I hid in the mother breast of the crowd

When they said, "Pull down," I pulled up

Ooh-ooh, growin' up

Ooh-ooh, growin' up